Draft of an Anniversary Poem
Mar 2 2002
Each day the earth deeply, softly rolls<br/> each night that moonlit wings move <br/> over seasons, each round and solar<br/> circle, slow, long, and smooth --
This is not time. This may be what Einstein<br/> knew. There is the constant motion of the <br/> world we live in -- but there is an inner time,<br/> too. Life has heartbeat, sense, and memory <br/> and these divide and keep a time more true.
Hmmm. Like syncopated rhyme/line breaks in second section. Not too bouncy.. but ending is a bit hokey.