Cold stones cobbled
Under barefoots broom
Feet flowed like a river toward the Unknown
In the midst
In the prairie
In the valley
In the shadows
In the ghettos
In the rolling hills
In the meadows
Under our feet
The earth Quaked
Willing then on the walls wrote
Gliphs
         Notes
Hopes
           Scopes
Writs and gnosis
Glowing under nose
Third eyes are open
Closed between the temples souls Heaven hells
They already know what is gold
And diamonds and emeralds
Their meaning encrusted
Embedded in the wealthy chose
Cold stones
Cobbled under barefoots nose
Running like a steam train
Getting outta town
In the tracks of mind
In the backs of time
On the curbs and banks of rewind
Knowledge grows
Into another language and dimension Timed
Hurry up or no
Fast is slow
24 hours 24 minutes 24 seconds
24 tenths of a second
In the streets
In the buildings
In the houses
On the roofs and ceilings
Under our feet
Under our soles
Trampling cobbles
And cold stones
Floating down the river
Driving down the road
In the universe of glitter
My brain flows a crow
Who says old
Is better than you'll ever be told