the art in evolutuion
Posted: July 2nd, 2015, 5:26 pm
time drips like fallen holy water
through the storm drains behind the eyes
it finds its way to the quantum ocean
where it is diluted into a mere droplet of breath
my life is thinning hair, knees that creak
like forgotten gate hinges, memories faded
threadbare, evaporating, like morning dew
but I am more than my petty difficulties
more, than the obvious fractions, more
than the weathered jigsaw pieces that remain
my mind is rich loam, a peat bog of imagination
my soul is an ancient redwood, sturdy, battle tested
my eyes are wise like rasputin's owls, calm
like a seabird soaring over timeless shores
my heart expels carbon data telling stories only I know
my being is more than decaying dna.... it is the art of evolution
through the storm drains behind the eyes
it finds its way to the quantum ocean
where it is diluted into a mere droplet of breath
my life is thinning hair, knees that creak
like forgotten gate hinges, memories faded
threadbare, evaporating, like morning dew
but I am more than my petty difficulties
more, than the obvious fractions, more
than the weathered jigsaw pieces that remain
my mind is rich loam, a peat bog of imagination
my soul is an ancient redwood, sturdy, battle tested
my eyes are wise like rasputin's owls, calm
like a seabird soaring over timeless shores
my heart expels carbon data telling stories only I know
my being is more than decaying dna.... it is the art of evolution