The greatest gift a timewinder
Can give is to not give at all
But to let it pass
And exist in
Due age is
Death

many things enter the nothingness
the nothingness of us
from what we were created

and many things are clung to
like they were really important
only to turn around and bite you.

We step into existence from beyond the veil
With our fate stamped upon our souls.
Marking distinctions between science and faith
We find ourselves advancing through the cycle of life.
The Leapster or Leap Year baby
Shares a joke with the cosmos
Flouting our concept of time
To be born within times eternal spring
In life's cycle of ever green
We look to the stars
In order to be seen.

She's a beautiful woman.

When age left her side
she grew a bed of marigold
blooming yellow and red
catching sunshine in winter
and as the years tiptoed to her
a fresh bed of love she made
and lay thereupon newly wed.

constellations evolving in your mind
all that new territory growth

the stretching and reaching out
is bound to create some painful torque