Morning musing

  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 infinitylike dandelion seeds on a summer breeze no definite destination to be  grasped or seen. Love; like a prayer works unconditionallyI try to improvise a melody grab a grip on the ladder of eternity only to somersault from kaleidoscope of memoryinto a future not known or owned by me.