In the fleeting moments of life
A sea of familiar faces
Looking around for something to Do
Looking around for something to Be
Marking the states of the Times
So lonely and fragile
like babies on a bubble of water

I feel them all around me 

the Humans-

caught up in their own sadness
fleeing from each other
only to return
to the forgotten love
lost in a sea of hatred.

I feel for them all around me

the Humans -

there's hope in the breeze
that drives them on
but babies on a bubble of water
someday to grow old and happy

For now

the Humans -

lost on ethereal breezes of chaos
like ants in the sand in search of the Great Cube
little babies without a mom
little magic without a wand

ants on a tree
to Destinations Unknown
assured of success ill gotten
at the edge of the zone

I feel the planet blue

the Hope

tiny improvements eons race
knowledge and philosophy
love and poetry
with eyes flowing the tears

all the lost years
spent in panic and fear
unknown and the queer
wherein paths were clear

but like babies on a bubble
out of control, mercy of wind
swirling eddies and turbulent flow
could not see or sense the way

I know the planet blue

the Way

even babes grow old and wise
in the course of Time
even trees grow old

leaves drop off and sail
ants hitching rides
across blue horizons
in search of the Great Cube

in Time all will be understood
all knowledge and philosophy
love and poetry

Converge

a scintillating existence the eye
extant baby breaks the bubble, becomes a child
grows very old and happy

for he understands
for she loves
for they walk hand in hand, the little ones

to the very edge
of Life.

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