ADD
MUSIC
"Clear
Day"
©
R. L. Kusiolek
No
soldiers in the scenery,
No
thoughts of people now dead,
As
they were fifty years ago:
Young
and living in a live air,
Young
and walking in the sunshine,
Bending
in blue dresses to touch something--
Today
the mind is not part of the weather.
Today
the air is clear of everything.
It
has no knowledge except of nothingness
And
it flows over us without meanings,
As
if none of us had ever been here before
And
are not now: in this shallow spectacle
This
invisible activity, this sense.