The Speed of Time
As I am sitting in my leather chair reading a book,
I watch the edge of sunlight as it moves across
the page so slowly that it is nearly imperceptible,
but given a moment of respite from daily duties,
immersed in quiet, I watch it creep from one letter
to another, and I think to myself, this is the speed
of time, at least in this world, the progress of our
yellow sun across the sky, what it takes to journey
from one horizon to the other, across a single leaf,
and our constant wonder is how many pages remain.












