The messenger of the human race
pulses t\through your face
when you speak your soul.’
So vast, so here so whole.
A bountiful, boundless
sad eyed soul
with light to give;
as a sea needs a light house
to guide in ships coming in
from the distance.
So vast,so here, so whole.
Prometheus fire with hope
for unfailing desire.
/Here is the paint and the wings of
Mercury blew in a Venus moon.
So vast, so here, so soon; so whole.
Photo: Philipp Pilz
South Broadway Ghost Society 