Well all my life I’ve been a fool
fire and ice, a little cool
now I feel the fire
subtle, yet its grown higher
and I can feel my passions know
the patterns of my life and grow
Cast in forms I come to know
put up in stone against time’s flow
nothings real and nothing’s right
endless screams these laughing flights
take a life and live again
everyone’s another end
a turning wheel, a wheel of fire
from spirit light to fleshed desire
Cast in stone I seem to know
I’m born in forms amid time’s flow
and the timeless dreams I listen sow
and like birds of laughter grow
am I spirit born again
or evolution’s lash and end
the questions burn, burn to bear
shackles that the living wear
Its every guess and every game
you win or lose its still the same
a flight that left without belief
in flesh awake without relief
I can’t tell where I’m here
in timeless truth or chance’s jeer
and in these forms I fly
believe it game and ever try
to window out to winnow free
the secrets locked inside of me.
gallagher
22 feb 78
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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