I Am The Rest Between Two Notes

I Am Circling Around God, Around The Ancient Tower, And I Have Been Circling For A Thousand Years, And I Still Don't Know If I Am A Falcon, Or A Storm, Or A Great Song.

To Be In Circumstances That Are Working Upon Us, That From Time To Time Place Us In Front Of Great Natural Things - That Is All We Need.

Perhaps The Same Bird Echoed Through Both Of Us Yesterday, Seperate, In The Evening.

Irony: Don't Let Yourself Be Controlled By It, Especially During Uncreative Moments.

I Feel It Now: There's A Power In Me To Grasp And Give Shape To My World I Know That Nothing Has Ever Been Real Without My Beholding It. All Becoming Has Need Me.