Where Waves Live Their Lives Some dishes taste better When longer cooked; Does that mean we eat time? Some memories Also become better As they recede into The both powerful and weak Meadows of the past. We perceive time But where is the sense organ Which perceives that? Is the same organ Which perceives seconds The one which also Gives us glimpses of Eternity's depths.? Hummingbirds hoover Above small flowers As sparkles in forever. James F. Newell