One of my favorite pastimes is to lay in a hammock at sunset,
and late into the night,
under a clear sky and a crescent moon,
and imagine the celestial mechanics of the solar system.
I imagine how it must *feel* to be this enormous Earth,
spinning backwards, with a slow wobble, at 1000 miles per hour
while hurtling forward 60,000 miles per hour
pulled by the gravity of a sun 92 million miles away,
All this action goes on in seeming slow motion
by the 7 billion humans scurrying over the surface,
never suspecting that their earth is only a virus
in the eye of a newt on a log in a bog
on another planet in another solar system...
Earth doesn't know this, couldn't know this;
it just keeps blasting through space,
in this captive dance,
with perfect precision,
for billions of years...
Just when I almost get that feeling,
I lose it, or I fall asleep.
But mostly, I fall asleep before I can imagine that far.
Happy Thanksgiving 2009. Peace, love.
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