I consider it no small miracle
that while traveling around the sun at almost 67,000 miles per hour
and also spinning on the earth’s axis at something like 1,000 miles per hour
a woman walking in the woods
trying to carry on three separate conversations
and simultaneously sort out her thoughts—
a woman who also, by the way, has a head full of music
and maybe a line or two of poetry as well
can stop and look up
oh—
and feel absolutely still.
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