Last Page (2011)
This is looking like the last page.
And soon shall be the final word
I know this because I know this cause
Of having so much to say.
Every subject was subject,
To revision from times further on
But not as it lands on the pages
But more on the screens I typed on.
I wonder what words Im heading for,
Whats on the notebook ahead,
Each book is part of my bible
Of all the accounts I have had.
Ive gained the next way to let go,
I let go of the way which to gain
Im a dancer dancing the dance now
All is of one and the same.
Praise to the gift of living
To the perfect truth not held,
The come and go of the ebb and flow
Many more stories to tell