lost in time
on the edge of history
or smack dab in the middle
of eternity
searching for something
in the word forests
& dream galleries
of Time's production
looking for identity
in fluid scenes
looking for stability
on hot flowing magma
learning to surf the lava
love the myriad ways
dance with the decay
make peace w/ the motions
of history underway.
from the big bang to the Cosmic Dance
we are just jesters costumed as if to say
we are players in the Greatest Play.
