© 1977 M. Bennett Hooper
Piloting in a breeze starved sea of nothingness, barren, desolate
Brown tinged euphoria lies listless as new plans beg for yet another architect and realities lie just beyond reach for cliff dwellers.
Warmed always by the sun of togetherness face another winter of short lived despair for the incense of the dream fills nostrils accustomed to the plague of adversity.
And each dawning of another day draws us nearer to the crossroads of our destined paths.
Search for something in nothing forever finding fuel for a brighter tomorrow.
Basking even now in the glow of your love worth.
I am whole, I am free, I am alive.