by: quess?

truth floats in the wind

caresses my mind’s ocean

and arouses ancient waves of thought

perhaps now more than ever

ancient waves are collapsing

upon the shores of time

Oceanic minds are sparkling

with the glitter of the sun’s enlightenment

absorbing its rays

We oceanic minds

emblazoned by the sun

vaporizing ancient waves of thuought

into clouds of creation

…singers, poets, artists…

gather the griots

Cumulative Cumulus Stratified Stratus

a storm is coming

truth floats in the wind

from whence comes the wind?

only time knows

timeless winds carry truth

is eternal

embedded in the seeds of all creation

reborn in the arts

trapped: floating in the clouds

released: raining upon the mass

Nature will have its way…