Each passing day I fall a little more in love with you. Since my baby years each moment you unfurled was an apocalypse. I am no St. John. I have seen no riders come and go on coloured horses. Yet the palette of moments, the tableaux of events, each fleeting pulsation of the seasons gifted me with acres of autumn.
"Ripeness is all"....perhaps a little impatience for that clarion call announcing the photo finish of all flux is palpable...yet I stand eternally indebted to you Life...I am me, I am mine....that is all that it is..."that's all ye need to know."
"Ripeness is all"....perhaps a little impatience for that clarion call announcing the photo finish of all flux is palpable...yet I stand eternally indebted to you Life...I am me, I am mine....that is all that it is..."that's all ye need to know."
