1.journeying across the earth I slidmy boat into the boiling rivers of time.Cast the silver coins of my fortuneupon this vast illusion called space.the things I did were the things I became, sometimes a saint, too often a demon but always this man,always this manseeking the peace of an understandingamong eyes and hearts with none to give.2.like a sufi or a wino I livedthrough a thousand and one taleson my way to discovering and discardingthe non-existence of this existence.at the ocean’s bottom a black mantaught me to make salt without tears.at the top of a mountain a womantaught me to share love without fear. as I journeyed and traveled thru the earth, journeying still.3.it was in a desert i believebut could have been in a vineyard when Icame upon my body lifeless and lightlessdissolving into the earth over which I’d roamed.I would have been sad except alreadylove had gathered me inside her beauty,and wisdom entangled us within a thousandarms of pure smoldering bliss. All shouting together:“Happy birthday Beautiful One. And welcome. Welcome.”   The Black Skylark Z-Ped Music Player