KELLEY WHITE
	Koan What is the difference between this moment when I leave the shop and the moment when I turn the corner to home? What is the difference between the moment when I pass the old man with untied shoes and the moment when the firetruck passes me? The moment when I pause to hear the bird's cry? The moment I return to walking? The moment my eyes lift toward bright orange berries in the sun, the rustle of dry leaves at my feet?
	© 2003 Kelley White
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