you're born
you die
everything else is a make work project
daily doing all you can
seems like spinning wheels
til the day you realize
it was a slow steep climb
to the top
in the cool of dusk
the day slips away
my breathing to
the techno rhythm
of crickets
. . .
would you like to add some lines? thought it would be fun to do it together, bringing your joys to mine - peace for all
