Time, like the tide rebounds on the rock of yesterday:
what seemed so important has faded like autumn leaves
into dust of everyday.
Life, like the birth of stars a mystery: we swim in the sea of infinity
like dandelion seeds on a summer breeze
no definite destination to be grasped or seen.
Love; like a prayer works unconditionally
I try to improvise a melody grab a grip on the ladder of eternity
only to somersault from kaleidoscope of memory
into a future not known or owned by me.