June 17, 2017 - November 23, 2017

Days stand atop themselves

hours topsy-turvy coil

nothing known is firmly fixed

waves assault the sand

Things are not as they seem

un-done deeds are done

deeds done are un-done

I stand uncertain, confused

Life's hurdy-gurd surrounds me

can do no more than cling to You

my God, my Only Solid Thing