Library of 103 Poems
(c) October 25, 1992
When I was born
There was the sound of a great horn
The light was so bright
There was no physical eyesight
The vastness was void
My parents were pleased
With one sparkle of might
I was born into the light
The light shone from me
To the way of all life
To the bounding man
And his wife
In the time when all was peaceful and luring
All knowledge prevailed
Admiration entailed
Relaxation
Progression
My hands are so large
One finger encompasses all
That the naked eye can see
On the coolest clearest night
With the starlight
The gleaming in man's wonder
At the starlight
That's when I was born
With the sound of the great horn
I'm so tired
I just want to rest
I want to go home
I know I can't
For where I've come from
Is so vastly large
It encompasses all that surrounds you
No matter how far outward you go
Or how inward you compress