We exist always
Never leaving this plane
Recycled substance
Reused over again
Not created, destroyed
Composed of Star matter
In some other time
Assembled, scattered
How many beings
Their atoms inside me?
Once lived on this plane
As human, dog or tree?
Like jigsaw puzzles
Assembled ancient parts
Each new assembly
Brings new chances, new starts
Tonight we are traveling in time
Skipping across time zones like a flat rock across the surface of a pool
First one hour disappeared in our climb
Then a second , soaring from east to west as a rule
Am I then younger?
By an hour or two ?
More life to live? By
What shall I do?
My old location is now older by two
As we, having soared more quickly than handrs on. The clock
And those around us haven't a clue
That we traveled in time as easily as that skipping rock.
Wine
Thank you for the wine
Ah, a chilled white
Yes, I know
It's cold outside tonight
But this glass of wine
Is more than this glass
It's what it brings to mind
While cold winds chill us all
I am sipping a red
On the Adriatic Sea
And it goes straight to my head
While the temp drops outside
I am In an Italian vineyard
Swirling my glass of white
And quoting lines of the Bard
The cold drives us inside
But from the bottle I drink
On a Chinese mount I sit
Dangling my legs over the Brink
Thank you for the wine
This. Glass of white
Is more than the glass
It is what it brings to mind
