Thursday, January 6, 2011



Standing in awe of what lay before,
Staring thru cloudless skies and the infinite,
I, So small once measured?
What size am I once pass this horizon?
Do I exist at the edge of the universe?
Thrown across the wind like a storm,
Measured like dust on a breeze,
Tattered like the flag abandoned,
Lost like the rain in the sea.
Mine eyes have seen the poetry,
Of a moment that ne’er returned,
Wonder upon wonders in a swatch,
To be played out countless times,
In distant lands, stars and galaxies,
Witnessed and not by someone or thing,
Through many thoughts and dreams,
Trapped alone, in flesh and bone
My mind sets out to play,
Growing lost and insignificant,
In the calling of this day.