Friday, November 26, 2021

David Bromige

 








Our frequencies

 

Always excepting time,

people the most commonly employed,

a little more than water, 

a little more than words. 

Man more than day

and less than words. 

More days than work, 

more work than things, 

more things than help. 

Years number men. 

Men name home.

More names than homes, 

more men than names, 

more years than men. 

More sound than thought, 

more thought than world.

We see more than we can make,

make more than we can find,

find more than we can use, 

use more than we can know.

 

I have one but what there can each like him see.


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