Resting for a moment in geologic time,
Now is when here is where you are.
Reaching for a view from a higher orbit,
Reconciling seasons and their reasons…
Did you leave home to get here?
Did you leave home to get here?
Questing for an instant of eternity just now,
Jesting as we mop our common brow,
Surfing on these cycles we all ride, while
Dancing in the land of the living.
Did you leave home to get here?
Did you leave home to get here?
Aiming for the substance holding at the center,
Posing for the shadows that it casts,
Hungry for the pattern we are made from,
Desperate for the living that will last.
Jan. 2001
