future ever calling(12/11/98)

Time rolls me forward
like an ocean wave
flipping me
churning
tumbling
slammming me into the shore
my mouth full of my sand
my knees skinned
by
life's harships
little pebbles ground down
perhaps
have been many I believe but
the joys come ever further to me, like
stardust
raining, from the heavens
upon my face
like
the mist of a new spring rain
the sun peeking out
wandering through the tear drops
though
as
it glints off
diffracting through
snow crystals on a fine winter morn
dancing patterns
of lights
across my eyes
and each snowflake original
each one falling
another second passed in time
riding that lift
to sky?
to hell?
one knows not
but life continues on
the ever vescent presence
of something
and nothing
unknown but known to all
and I find myself
sitting alone in the dark
my own soul like a candle in the night.


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