I'm Open Space Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I'm open space
full of moment's go,
many coming ways
in the winter snow.
All that is within
of the morning and day,
life to wheel's spin
in its many way.

Glory to the seeing
all this earth and time,
and for here being
in its life's prime.
You and I together
so much still to do,
in this winter weather
it's just me and you.

Let the travel find
its way on and on,
leaving all behind
that is from us gone.
But memories intact
keep them here in still,
evolving through tract
of times and dreams fulfill.