it seems that man has learnednot to seenot to knowfor he's found the potof goldbut lost the rainbow...

despairsometimeshope leads us on teases us withits shiny baublesits stunning horizonsit can carry us overthe roiling turmoilthe raging stormthen as easilywith its cornucopia of liesdrop us into the wavesto flounder against its loss

the lonely mind wanders.the happy mind goes.the weary mind travels.the thoughtful mind flows.