Dwelling as we do in spherical houses that collide in the wind
By chance or propelled by intent from within, to say hello
And part, we are engaged in something more than a pastime,
Rather less than a war. Greetings then
From the mirror of the eagle's eye to the searchlight's beam
We can't go on meeting like this, particles in an endless stream!
We count the buds on the pot bound agapanthus nursed through the winter over the years. Four in view yesterday, five today.