ANNA
GYJ
anna
moving
on mites
of light
in flight
she notices the stillness of sacred speed
how infinite mass, the quiet unwavering
needle of the clock singles out another
story of light and timeless thought as we
enfold the spectrum, travelling on light's
chariot and reaching planets more distant
than your eyes tonight as rehearsing her,
you feel it's time to disembark from this
temporal
carriage
finding
another
anna