My thoughts; my music
training soul’s pathway
keeping to date
of age, or none

Yours; we do and
die; tragedy or
mystery? comedy?
Path keeps eye.

They question or
fight… finding but
little,
not even an eye – we make I.

A search, genuine
beauteous scenery.
Mind’s eye; little time but
learned and arisen

It’s now or forever, even never or ever.
Question not;
tree from seed, animal from
conceptus.

Live full and fair,
ne’er disguise wisdom; keep
near, and
soul ne’er veiled untrue.

Mine, yours, theirs and ours,
Wholly
created wish or that;
one or many… ‘tis germination,
Salient… forbid last – not ever.


Julie Green