have you ever wanted to wander off alone,
to find yourself bending to skip a stone,
across the water.

did you ever lay in a meadow and spy
a vulture watching you from up on high,
gliding across the sky.

now or never stand on a mountain top,
looking east, or west, south and north and stop,
to stare across time,

To appreciate,
the gift of life,
so who are,
you going to
share it with...a cross...