My Time

I have felt the cool of grass

beneath my feet of youth

    flew through the clouds

with imagination of time

lifted into her soul

like the leaf into the wind....

tripped and fell  into the abyss

finding light still

..seen the moon with dark

and the sun with its  ..heat

tasted the salt of tears

and the flow of love within

walked into the cold waters

and found comfort against

the rocks of softened rhyme

lay bare in the vile yet washed

with a slow glance of hope

again and again.....this way

of breath inhales upon my flesh

...I will pull out of this life called

skin....a time I know not

 and I will will feel the cool grass

against my soul...watching the time

of another