Thursday, January 20, 2011

Amnesia

H/T Richard Beck Experimental Theology.
Amnesia

The children were released
into the large open space,
given a respite
from the ordering of their day--
the lining up,
the counting off,
the sitting still,
the demand for quietness.
They looked, now free,
like doves taking to the sky,
like the fluff of dandelions
caught and scattered by the wind.
They ran
and ran,
here to there, and back again.
Their only destination
the movement itself,
kinesthetic joy
and salvation.
There is wisdom here,
I thought.
A truth,
but I could not remember it.

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