spirit

the beginning ends.
yet end always beginning.
snake eating its tail.

life is like breathing.
it has its ebbs and flows too.
you must keep going.

the icy fingers
bleed wet stabbed by the sunshine.
reaching out for me.

in the hearts of loss
lie barren wastelands of hope.
green sprouts of new thought.

a pie is tasty
but not as useful as pi.
let us eat this day.

in the dreams of men
future worlds are remembered.
the future perfect.