All my life
seems
very much like
A littered coastline of sandcastles by the sea.
Each day dawns
to build my world upon
In the virginity of another morning breeze.
My towers designed to sight wisdom’s jewels on the journey’s horizon.
My tunnels deep, embracing the flow of eternity,
I desire what freedom can do for me.
I labour in love and I
Endeavour to create beauty
from emptiness spent
from fullness I’ve felt
Orange silken ribbons waft across a celestial turquoise ocean,
shadow’s fingers tease and probe
as her majesty our lady sun retires.
And,
with the coming of the stars,
my empire dissolves
in the passing of the velvet hours
What can we do other than this,
give birth to the transient
To dream and recreate our bliss,
our infinite ambient.
