but steadily moving toward
These dreams of mine
As the wind collectively causes chimes
of monotone metronomes
Written in the format of a traditional song
Tasting the essential essence
Admiration of a former beings' presence
Taken via precise camera angles
Organized sounds of her clashing bangles
Photographed but never documented
Vintage printed
Replica of the Universe Soul
Foot prints from a worn out sole
yet so delicate and wise
The study of remarkable lives
Transferred into eloquent lyrics
Tools being sand and a stick
A wave "Hello" to crashing waves
Taught by those that were simply brave
When circumstance sends a request
As the heart of a toddler begins to confess
about a dancing remedy
Plain and simple memories
Beginning without beginning
Ending without ending
Yet a verbalized story of occurance
Attached to concepts containing substance
Upon thoughts of meditation
Rather than ye old determination
So ask the author 'Where did all this start.....?"
