back to dust

[saw]

lives escape
whitewater over the cliff of time
years tumble on to the rocks

what do we think about
in mid-flight, how
do we temper the crash of penance

of accelerated streams
of time and space
spinning and falling

there goes alice down the rabbit hole
end over end over end
how do we measure our true volume

what tables will suffice the task
who will be the judges and historians
who will document our promising ascent

who will find joy in the never-ending stories
about our fall
back to dust

[justwalt]

I'm thinking... ants.
what worries do they know,
what triumphs do they boast about.
are they... happy

surly, they know about dust...

thanks
w

[whoaisme]

i'm definitely okay with going back to dust. although the seldom buddhist and reluctant catholic in me thinks there might be more. we'll see!

love this line:

"how do we measure our true volume"

seems to be an eternal search.

keep writing hard!

[WIREMAN]

so many songs sing the questions of a thousand dreams......who knows what is around that corner???.....fighting the battle to survive this now, this all we have.....days grow shorter, nights even shorter, as the weeks flow by.....still we march, still we continue, what else can we do......love this poem steve