Upon soft sand life stands
still yet we see flickers
the wings count
there beats
...
I waited I waited
may be to long
fog haze in mind
much to strong
...
In all my years
I so have
been alive
it matters not
...
Interlace the earth
islands we all see
differed things
of which we sing
...
To him do
I speak
from where
he has
...
Misconstrued Some Do
Have saith I.
In respect to that
...