OF TIME AND TIMELESSNESS

	        immensity
reverently . . . unbelievable
soft endlessness of sky . . . fierce
fires of the sun  . . . winds on my face
that have touched Siberia
water to fill the deepest places
    time . . . opening
opening and opening
before me
stunning the imagination
     but temporary
vastness without permanence
is nothing but a narrow cave
death makes it clear

		Lucille Murphy