Where does my mind start? Where does my mind end? No <br />expanse to the ultimate, the thoughts do not stop. Time does <br />not stop. It is all in perpetual motion. All a vibration in the <br />universe. Constant it is, alive in the conception. I am me, <br />a presence of GODS creation. <br /> <br />When will it ever stop? When will it begin again? Yet, I am <br />a part of this vibration, a cord or note, in the music of the <br />universe. My song of life, played out in the discourse of <br />being. I am a being, a place, and moment in all of time. <br /> <br />I sing my song. Then, I am a part of all time. All of time, is <br />before me, in this creation of time. Here for a moment and <br />gone to another place. Yet, all of myself, is this conception <br />of a place and time. <br /> <br />copyright 2005 POEWHIT <br />[search: POEWHIT ] <br /> <br />JESUS SAVES<br /><br />JOE POEWHIT<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-wild-exotic/
