2.
You are the solitary passenger moving upward outward
And onward! "destined"
In your own minutely -outfitted sleeper
Zipping through all our changes with such a subtley
Through the extremities of sense
It all happend in France "of course"
Garden of earthly delights smelling the Eric's Gourmet
aroma
of freshly ground coffee
While a rain-wind opens its sky-apron
magically transorfming and old woman walking
by
into the "Woman of her youth"
The pace of joy. Les pas de la joie. Avenue Rue d'
Avenir
Doubbie
Your double runs everywhere in its streak
just like mine
-Footsteps on the path of joy
Avenue Future |