Somewhere in Time

Where the hell did this come from?

A fortnight in wonder,

Calamity striking the brain,

A mixing of two souls asunder,

Life beneath the porch of understanding,

You standing like moon beams

In the whirlwind of wonder.

Deterred by the vagabonds of time,

Mixing soul with some potato juice,

You have cried to me through the millenniums 

I have said, where do the angels lay? 

In some seamlessly design of fortitude

You have kept the secret of the ages close to your heart

While I wile away in steps to the understanding of nature

You have smiled, coaxing my flattened ego, to the stars of tomorrow.

All lays well!

Anxieties cross the foot hold of being

I smile in circumscribed ways

Knowing fully that tomorrow is my champion

In so manny many ways.

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[Alfred Kukitz]

To be truthful Chris it just came out of me without one conscious thought.