Feeling is just a matter of time
as we are all caught
(one and the same)
running

Hoarfrost hugs me closer than
these sounds of something
in this quiet night
And the sky, the sky, shines brightest
beneath these trees in reflective thought
In looking I am reminded
of my being alone and alive

When when a man
In his own way tries
To make the stars align
And without so much as a twinkle
You, refuse to remotely,
Like young Torrence, shine
Than dont be surprised if
He, doesn't bend his back to mountains
Or sets foot in the great ocean divide
If you, in your own eyesight up
Didn't want to see his time