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it makes a bird fly

and the clouds move

it turns heads

and ruins cities

it burns in the night

and floats above the land

it is inside and out

it is above and below

 

it makes a train run

and the water flow

it reaches a destination

but continues on

 

it is red and blue

and white and green

it is orange and violet

and amber too

 

it is interruption

and birth

it is a carriage to a wheelchair

a bicycle to a car

it is a cross on a mound

 

it is dense and whole

round and square

it is many and few

beyond a far

it is future and past

and everything at last

 

it is what you and I are made of

and made from

and are going too.

 

 

 

what is it?

 

 

 

 

© 1997 David Greg Harth

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