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.