Monday, May 19, 2025

poem

 Himalayas

The Himalayas are still going up

Driven by a collision

From millions of years ago.


Love is also tectonic

Whether passionate or platonic

Sometimes you have to wait 


To see the effects of its orogeny.

In this world everything takes so long

Even the dawn’s light is 8 minutes away. 


Who knows what heights ours will someday reach?

I don’t feel like I’m moving at all.

But you can’t always tell


Outside the scale of geologic time.

Our apex is a distant progeny, a snow-

Capped peak someone else will have to climb


5/19/25

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