Yearbook

Shhh,
listen to time.
floating in space.
during the hours of night.
under the moon into the sun.
the planets danced one by one.
year after year, centuries, if not decades.

The wise would gather and observe celestial dance.
while others would worship and dance in trance.
while others would harvest and harness thier powers.

always will there be the ones who know,
always will there be the one who don't.
always darkness there will be,
as always the light continues to grow.

Do what you will do what you must,
find knowlege of self.
this you must trust.

For my yearbook says,
from a past life, beyond.
"when all the rest are dead and gone,
1993 will still rock on"...


LKCP2KXIII