act I

morning splendid

unforgiving petrified memory

tree of life leaves death its birth

in gallery or frame

while memory takes its time breathing

while the moon keeps in secret

while mother earth slowly bleeds

while a man holds picture of needs like a babe suckling at his mothers breast

while undefined lines of character encircle eyes

while laughter

ceases to amaze me

or anyone

now

clouds travel now slowly

pacify time upon crystal water

diamonds floating to nowhere just floating

there is no path for reason

while a secret moon becomes less than light of darkness-

i drink 
from diamond waters..