Times a Plenty

Standing here Feeling the vibrations Of the moutains Of the valley People right in the shadow Of thought Moving with micro-second Placement Of feeling Bodies are replaced with shreds Of thoughts In beds Waking at moments of high realization Spend a life time wanting something Different Then finding everything at hand The clouds upward Seem to speak With language Always known Looking down on eyes Spending the times spent spelunking Really only to bring to the surface The moonlight Coating the soul The Yeti nature of our origins Recoils and simutaneously unfurls Spending more money than time On a real configuration That runs through veins and Causes electricity to pump A heart