Time for the one to retire,
To sit up and listen,
To the water flowing downstream,
And return to a drag beyond the black,
Below the mountain of pasqueflowers,
Too much water, just too much,
Flowed, but not for long after,
We swam a bit and played a little,
Aftermath, not worth remembering at all,
Subtle nostalgia of the rise and fall,
Spiraling conversations,
Thou art an architect of this universe,
Somewhere Life Is A Figment of Imagination
Saturday, September 24, 2005
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment