Laskrizon , 9

As our journey nears 
it's desired course
excitement dances forethought

Outcrop Rock
with it's ancient Pine
under the bluest cloudless skie's
most tranquil in it's splendor

Alway's a pleasant change to visit

Bringing my mind back,I ask,
" Noila,will you please explain
  your insight on our space again "

Noila,never bothered by such repetition
"As you wish dear Agemo...
  it's like living within a bubble 
  submerged in a lake,said lake
  being our atmosphere,our space
  increasingly becoming smaller
  either we become one with larger bubble
  or eventually squezzed or popped
  we obviously are no longer wanted in this world
  so more and more,we lose our home "

pondering this allowing it to flow,
" but Noila,how does this explain
  the ripples in the air ? "

smiling,Noila quips
" maybe a question for S'woa
  instead of the stone "

Maybe,maybe so
but question's are becoming 
heavy laden as we search for answer's.....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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