Love Poem: Surfaces
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Written by: David Crandall

Surfaces

Ships sail on the surface between sky and ocean,
water and air.
People toil and play, 
live and die
on the surface between sky and globe,
air and earth.
These two surfaces meet in a curving line
under the sun,
and when the world turns over,
under the moon. 

At points along this line, 
across the dimension of time,
pairs of eyes
employ binocular vision
to gauge distance.
Eyes on the shore
see a ships departing,
getting smaller,
and disappearing under the earth's curvature,
and then,
empty sea.

Two eyes on the ship
see two eyes looking back,
and the wave of a handkerchief,
then, a dot, 
as people turn to ants
under the sun and moon
toiling, playing, and
sometimes 
waiting.