Friday, July 6, 2007

Reverie on the Principle of Equivalence

Outside on the screened porch, I lean against a weathered wooden table, drinking coffee and watching a steady rain.

As I look toward the mountains, the scene reinterprets itself. The table, my house, the mountains: all of us hurtling upwards, rising faster into the sky, crashing through a motionless mist.

I slow, and stop, and watch each suspended droplet spinning slowly like a liquid star.

Gaining speed again, I set down my cup, which now seems heavy as it pins the saucer to the table.

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