The centre of the wheel does not turn <br />(as time remains a constant now…) <br />We are all so very far away <br />from that place from which <br />we never strayed. <br /> <br />The earth, a small round stone, <br />the universe, the beach we roam. <br />(Pick up a galaxial shell, <br />listen to it whisper “all is well”) . <br /> <br />Travel across the boundless ocean <br />(without the need for any motion…) <br />Reach a distant land <br />that surpasses all we understand. <br /> <br />We are all so far away from home, <br />(with home that place…) , <br />from which we never strayed <br />and always think, is far away.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-any-event/
