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Steve | February 19, 2011
Something that has long amazed me is humans’ ability to convince themselves that things are permanent, unchanging, and capable of lasting forever. Here’s an interesting story about the effects that microbes are having on the 12th-century Hindu temple at Angkor Wat. We seem to think that somehow we can prevent the inevitable morphing of our [...]
Steve | December 3, 2009
December snow is falling on the ground;
A howling wind is blowing it around.
I’m in my office, safe and dry and warm
Without a reason to engage the storm.
At least not ’til the evening when I must
Depart and walk and ride the train and bus.
The little boy in me wants just to play;
The grown man knows the [...]
Steve | February 14, 2009
They fall gently on the January branch.
Taking their places, they recline
Among their siblings,
As they start their frozen slumber
In the day’s last light.
They remain, still and sleeping,
Until the spring’s first bird
Coos to rouse them
From their chilly nap.
Upon awakening to the sun’s gentle kiss,
They drip softly to the earth
And water the thirsty, waiting ground.
Steve | February 13, 2009
She looks at the world through artistic eyes:
In darkness, she sees a glimmering light;
In fog, she finds the sun.
Through tears, she still sees smiles
That greet her warmly and welcome her.
Though she has lived forever,
She wears the sweet face of a maiden.
Her years of pain and sadness
Have not made her bitter.
No, her heart and mind and [...]
