As our sun sets,
a citrus segment,
halfway to whole,
Storm blown ripples
line my weathered brow,
face a map of life’s journey,
of striving, disappointments
we sense in
Just a moment.
Yes, a moment in time,
A moment in your day,
A moment in your life.
Sun rises on our anxious world,
Streams of light pass through trees,
to uncover a partial waiting scene.
Robin the day’s first sound, sings,
I look up into blue, blue heaven,
watching a cloud move slowly
drifting, floating, as it passes aimlessly
through the unique experience of
The page is blank, pen is poised.
Before time, before things happen,
there was nothing, save for a void,
a nothingness, a emptiness, no life
What good has the world done today,
what deeds that make it now a better place?
Very little do I feel?
George on savior’s path to save the world.
to spend time