June 17, 2017 - June 25, 2021

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

done deeds are un-done

I stand uncertain, confused

Life's hurdy-gurd surrounds me

I can do no more than cling to You

my God, my Only Solid Thing