Disneyland
They were very large
They had gathered
From nearby enclaves
Where they feasted
On trans fat and
High fructose corn syrup
They were drawn
To a world of
Make believe
And illusion
Where, for a moment
They could imagine
They were someone else
And somewhere else
And not stuck in their
Sorry one bedroom
Apartment and stuck in
Their sorry dead end job
They ate all day.
They were happy when
They left Disneyland
But larger than when they
Arrived.
Gait
It was imperceptible
At first
The long stride
That covered ground
With an athleticism
That belied his age
Was inching ever
Shorter
Imperceptible
At first
Then noticeable
Only to him
A hint of the
Diminished stride
Of advanced years
He saw it in himself
And he began to see it
In his friends
From that moment
Of awareness
He focused on
Strength and stride
Vowed to
Pay closer
Attention
And not let
The old man in.
A Moment: Phnom Penh, 1995
What is it that happens
When you catch the eye
Of someone and they catch
Yours at the same moment?
A connection that embodies
The energy that informs
This life we live.
I was standing on the street
In Phnom Phen when a group
Of saffron robed monks
Glided past me.
I caught the eye of one
As he in turn caught mine
I have never forgotten
That moment and the look
In his eyes
They were a pool that
Had the depth of eternity
And somehow in that moment
I felt that he knew everything
There was to know about me
