2. Poetry

Rails

Through the window

I watch as things go by

Quickly.

Looking ahead,

Things move too fast. And my mind,

Blurring.

But I see a figure in the distant field

Moving slowly,

Waiting.

And below me the rails keep time

To the frames of lives,

Clicking.

The image closes into view:

Is it you in the field,

Dancing?

Is the song in your step

To keep me

Wanting?

Come closer —

But no, the distance holds you, so

Remain,

And dance for me

To a heart left yearning,

Beating.

— Levi Hill

Day 2 Guide

Poetry is more of a perspective on life than it is written verse. To think poetically is to capture the essence and meaning of life’s frames. Today, write of something personal and meaningful, and try to capture its sweetness.

© 2005, Levi Hill

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