precious time

[pk.]

it starts
and ends
the same
for everyone.

the cycles -
large and
obscure,
become
small and
obvious -
over the years.

hope and despair,
the two poles
of emotional existence
become dull
over time.

yes.

it starts
and ends
the same
for everyone . . .

so then,

what will you make of the middle?

 

[panic in paradise]

lead way
a light that shineth forth
like the essence rising from a field of sage

in the joy of a golden green sun
in the thought of a blue and copper moon

to learn from these messages of light
is to watch the future bloom


~
for all