^z 13th February 2023 at 8:46pm
| Imagine a cavern: darkness and silence, Broken betimes by the faintest of glows, Trickle of water in rock. Then for an instant a sliver of sunbeam Slips through a rift and reflects from a pool, Scatters off facets of gold. Light breathes on a mirror of ice and then focuses Down to a point, at a droplet that hangs Poised on the never-yet-seen. Two ponderous, pendulous, crystal stalactites Touch, clasp, and fuse — and the pattern is changed. New threads appear in the stone. As neurotransmitters bridge gaps in a cortex, Water's course shifts; pathways open and close. So thinks the mind of the cave. |
Wednesday, June 28, 2000 at 12:11:05 (EDT)
^z - 2000-06-28
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