From Grey to Dust
The wall rings bleak, the stone tolls grey, with the wisdom of time and the minds within
The wall rings bleak, the stone
tolls grey, with the wisdom of
time and the minds within
which have grown from organic
grey to dust over the space of aging.
The space of age is here, or,
here is the age of space (?); age
exists only when there is life;
with no life there would be no
age and space the void within
which all existing exist.
Disappearance from, and
appearance to, lead to recognition
there and meaningless here.
Copyright: Anthony Leonard Ostheimer (ALO), 21 March 1972