A man of his time
Ahead of his time
Discoverer & Destroyer
Of worlds
A harbinger
Of things to come
Of times extant
Of days which always were
And may always be
Until we find our way
To a better way
Create a better world
A harbinger
Of things to come
Of times extant
Of days which always were
And may always be
Until we find our way
To a better way
Create a better world
In them the complexity of life
Perfect imperfection
Destabilized and fortified
A confusion of order
A diffusion of resolution
I breathe in
The beauty of opposites
Comprising the oneness
Of being
Experienced
With a deep breath
And a quiet mind
Which knows nothing
Believes naught
Open to all
Possibility
Now I cannot sleep
I connect
Not with being
But a fetish
This realm
Of virtual
Manifestation
And while I look
And while I connect
I am lost
To the moment
To my own presence
To being itself
While all around
Existence dances and plays
Without my participation
Lost
On a forkless path
Stop
Look for a door
A ladder, a rope
Turn
Seek another path
Upon retraced steps
Wait
For alternatives
To appear
Move
Follow the instinct
Which began this path
Despair
There is no despair
Only tenacity
So I shelter
In a shadow
Of my own making
I see this now
Without judgment
The light remains
The shadow is
Temporary