what is this?what are we?do you remember me asking that?forget I ever askedI know longer need an answerthere’s a pretty good chance there isn’t oneyou know what I mean? indeed like where are weself evident….soul residents grazing in our here and...

Blue sky without a cloudHigh above the groundGolden feathers in the airLooking down on people thereClimbers scaling stoneWhite peak standing aloneThe sea below the cliff sideWhile I catch the rising tideFar away from the jagged rockthey glaze up highWatching...