Let Us Move Foward
Seems like our
only alternative is dreams
Perhaps the moon is our only friend
At times we tire of the life
we are leading
but the
dance
continues
Alone, unhappy
we move down
astral paths
watch as
rainbows
are caught
unawares by the splintered light
of the moon
Seems like we are
ready for change
But.....
if we do not move quickly
we will learn
the truth too late
and we will realize
and truly understand
what the old tent - maker said:
"the moving finger writes and having writ moves on....."
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