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....."