Sunday, September 13, 2015


We bloom in the long starlight
Priceless are we; beyond measure
The long whisper of eternity
The spirit of the universe
It seeds us in the wombs
Enters our heart at inception
And birth is its germination
Yet all our instance wanes
The stalking horse of finality follows
Though time would have us briefly believe
We are immortal
Before the slow tide gathers pace
To take us to another shore