Shaun William Hayes

(May 30th / The edge of the New Forest, UK)

Biography of Shaun William Hayes

I write as I live, on inspiration. This got me into trouble when I was young, but I have learned - a little anyway, and besides, my version of reality suits me better than trying to live anothers, no matter the occasional shadow, at least I own the steps on my path, every one is mine;
And the journey is so beautiful, as I watch the seasons of my being rolling out in the eternal now of my gaze.

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I Count the Dust

I count the dust of passing time
The golden massive grains of sand

A misty breath forms into stars
A billion fractions of a moment

By sun and star we travel so far
Beyond the golden compass of time

Naught but the memory marks the way
But that, in essence, is what we remain

Memories, older than heavens domain

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