such a speed

staring at the sun
is not as thrilling as you'd think,
stop your hurried walking by
stop your hurried talking by
    and by each other,
bend your wills away from yourselves
and stare a while, with me.

sleep a while, with me
in the afternoon.
do not think that i will walk
as quickly,
do not think that i will speak
too soon
or take the pace that's fed me
with a spoon and bib to keep me clean. no,

you would slow yourself
to wait for some new color in the sun
then come with me.
let the others be,
and they'll run by us soon enough
and they'll be done
long, long before we have begun.

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