Transparent moon above

Transparent moon above

My day has just begun

Here you are setting slow

And in the East the sun

Is rising in your place

Another day living

Full of demand and take

As it is of giving

No teachers, no rulebook

No teachers, no rulebook
No markers on the road
No hand cart, no sack to
Carry this heavy load

Out in the wilderness
Like a true pioneer
Each day discovering
Life's difficult frontier

The whole World became big

The whole World became big
When I lost something small
No one else cared for or
Showed emotions at all

A shrug of the shoulders
An indifferent view
The World swallowed up the
Insignificant you

The summer is ending

The summer is ending
Evening shadows are long
The harvest moon rising
The cicadas in song

Near to the equinox
A day folded in two
The autumn is coming
Cool weather overdue

Alive in the great void

Alive in the great void

Staring at stars in space

Clinging to passing time

And to the human race

The World spins without sound

The brief noise that we make

A disappearing wind

A boat without a wake

Even great distances

Even great distances

Can be measured in steps

The distance between us

Though is measured in lepts

With neither one willing

To take the giant leap

We’re only together

In daydreams or night sleep

The city down below

The city down below

Skyscrapers are scraping

The occasional street

Running on, escaping

The vertical rising

Each urban canyon wall

The flight of the falcon

Soaring higher than tall

No universal love

No universal love
Some get this, other's that
Favoritism abounds
Pet the dog, kick the cat

Want or abjuration
Wavy lines or lines flat
Come closer, go away
Pet the dog, kick the cat

Lost opportunities

Lost opportunities

Chances that came and went

No recalibration

To alter the events

The inclement weather

Harsher winds are more brisk

To find nothing at all

From failure to take risks

Alternating shadows

Alternating shadows

The sun has gone out West

Rolling rows of corn plants

Ready for the harvest

So few dreams remaining

They’ve nearly gone extinct

Conserving energy

Trying to be succinct

We are not compasses

We are not compasses

Change is always a choice

Not everything true north

Deviate and rejoice

Do not follow the sun

Or the stars up above

Travel the less travelled

Chase the things that you love

Frozen, flying, floating

Frozen, flying, floating

Out moments in stillness

The passing memories

Round notes in pure shrillness

Brief, blind, bewildering

Our lives quickly expire

From sparks to tender flames

And then out goes the fire

Finding the unvarnished

Finding the unvarnished

Beneath the wood veneer

A different wood grain

Just waiting to appear

Removing sediment

To let the heart lay bare

Discovering a trait

That had always been there

This carrot that dangles

This carrot that dangles

Wishes on lazy stars

Promises unfulfilled

Now ancient wounds and scars

The new day unwrapping

Blooms about to unfold

Sparks flying from the flint

And new tales to be told

Oh for the excitement

Oh for the excitement

Watching the trees race by

The slow circles of hawks

Against a cloudless sky

It’s the journey, the road

Uninitiated

And new as my fingers

And wind become braided

No inspiration here

No inspiration here

The rising moon is dead

The stars cold and distant

No wishes to be said

Thoughts wither on the vine

Grand becomes too little

No time to tend fledglings

Yet time left to piddle

The white egret flew by

The white egret flew by

The turtles bobbed their heads

The dragonflies hovered

The swallows swooped and fled

The evening carried on

While the moon rose up high

Tomorrow is coming

For those who are alive

Far from the beginning

Far from the beginning

No longer at the start

No answers in science

And more questions in Art

And so it’s the journey

The company we keep

The time spent together

Until the final sleep

Searching the universe

Searching the universe

Beginning with the palm

From a living room chair

The stirring of the calm

To crawl out from the skin

And with a naked eye

Stare into outerspace

The who, what, where and why

Past the summer, the fall

Past the summer, the fall

Is waiting for the call

The writing on the wall

Another year ending

Canada geese flying

Annuals are dying

Sun no longer trying

The narrow road bending

Remove another sword

Remove another sword

Another wound to heal

Harsh words of injustice

Heighten the sense of feel

Denounce our existence

Herding us like cattle

To fight ignorance we

Enter into battle

Little time for writing

Little time for writing

Always on a deadline

From sunrise to sunset

Between the horizon lines

Chasing, racing, bracing

Impact is sure to come

But where is the breathing

And the creative hum

Between youth and old age

Between youth and old age

The stars become just stars

The moon is just the moon

And Mars is only Mars

And useless wishes cast

Into this empty place

Are wasted on the stars

And all of outerspace

Still trying to achieve

Still trying to achieve

While time is running out

Looking for the closure

Of dreams immersed in doubt

Pushing through the veils of

Uncertainty and fear

With dreams so far away

But to my heart are near