spirit

time is like beach sand.
we can see how much there is.
but not how to use.

i hold the whole world
in the universe of mind.
insights still unknown.

upon green winged love.
angels sing of space and time.
my soul, orchestra.

the adventurous life
is not the life in movies.
but just keeping on.

if there is future
does it have a place for man?
perhaps the trash can.

my fingers are tired.
pecking for inspiration
on black and white keys.