In the everflowing stream of time
I let my inner primary image
circle my spirit.
Entwine my heart,
The shadow of life hovers
As I trudge toward my journey's end,
On the path to a place that might not exist,
With grain after grain of thoughts
Pushing me forward,
Reaching for the impossible,
Lunging into a void,
Feeling an invisible autumn breeze
Pulling at my coat collar.
Drawing me to rise, to flourish,
To reach out into that stream of time
Finding a place of beauty for my soul,
Finding peace for my spirit,
A colorful garden of love.
Imagine a life without flowers.
Have you ever felt this way?