hey bird

Hey bird
can you tell me why
this world goes round
in vertigo spin?
when all it does is change seasons
everything else is same now
was same then....

Hey bird

tempus fujit

Time flies and vacates
for me to feel and touch
a seething void, everything that is
was, everything that was
is, inverted eye can do no more
than shed inward tear, fear
not mind, departures on land
are meetings
elsewhere.........a ship moves
cleft waters meet.