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Tuesday, August 16, 2011

To Stephen: (Hawkings)




What great waters are you parting today -
We wait like children to hear your footsteps…
Gleeful in our excitement;  adrift – we ask
Your silent blessings on our conditional time warp.
(Radiation swirling on the edge of those black holes)
Gods little devices fooling our encultrated minds
Like a monk; someone gives you food and care.
Into your bowl we commend our newly particularized spirits.
We joyfully epistalize your motor words.
And await the next post Einstian grasp/gasp.

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