Bulging motion cauldron cloud of stone
Patchy layer of brief life paint
Boils against the swirl of mist
Caresses swift changes of sky
And seasons
Sleepy knuckles on the skull of earth
What do you ponder?
Promontory above the sweeping distance
Falling, sliding into basin of the eons
This flea of life across the flash of moment
Longs to feel your numbness
To the march of time
Your wisdom of silence
Old Jules
So Far From Heaven 
To the march of time
Your wisdom of silence
masterful (~_~)
Thanks zendictive. Jules
Excellent post:)
Thank you jakesprinter. Jules
Beautiful.
Gracias, Jules