Sparrow fidget!
That window in time
when there is light without a visible sun
often the moon and the sun play duet
this be the hour that resonates deep within
philosophical meanderings in an oxygen filled dawn
are of great value, a soul search thing
bringing to the fore, insecurities and frailties
a soul-belief:- implies a life here after
a cocoon to moth transition
seeking out truth, becomes a challenge to all things
placing God in this impossible omnipotent ‘isolation’
yet another contradiction to add to the list of insoluble mysteries
science with its tools of physics’
laws that govern all things equal
the inescapable obvious; for me “Gods tool box”
speed of light the cosmic speed limit
holds us captive
we are going no were and no were is not coming to us
