-Oh me, oh life
Of the possibilities and strands which still exist
the many variant paths still to be met
the footfalls and quivers which do not rest
the mind and imagination frenetically creating
fantastical forms in flux
movements and sequences still shaping
Oh me, oh life
Take breath, take heart
each new moment a new start
each new day brings its rain
each mildew crested sunrise
washing what has been away
breathe deep, be whole
stand still, then go
Oh me, oh life
The powerful play goes on
and you, may yet, contribute a verse…