The stars are filtering through a tree
outside in the moon's silent era.
 
Reality is moving layer over layer
like crystal spheres now called laws.
 
The future is right behind your head;
just over all horizons is the past.
 
The soul sits looking at its offer.

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Poet: Les Murray
Poem: Predawn In Health
Volume: Poems the Size of Photographs
Year: Published/Written in 2002
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