So many questions, so few answers...
so little time.
Silence or voice, passive or active?
Which way is best? How will I be?
So many paths, futures-yet-to-be.
Which way do I go? What path to choose?
Infinite connections through infinite time,
waiting to be awoke from their slumber.
Lifetimes circle each other in a spiral,
Converging toward a point.
Names and faces change, but souls eternal,
as friendship is.
Eternity dances around us always.
We follow its beckoning call
as we silently live out a life
about which we know nothing at all.
© 1993 by Andrew Zimmerman Jones
Published in The Warren (1993-1994 issue)