The summer’s come on so suddenly
& now is nearly gone
the seasons come round so quickly
they leave my head spinning
The older I get the faster spins
the reel of remaining tape
Yet if we look
we may catch glimpse
of what & how divinity sees
how many things fit together
& where & who & why
This is a gift of elderhood
this time-space from which to see
a larger view
:- Doug.
