Future Myth

Counting shadows in the sun,

There's enough for everyone.

Here amongst us now and then,

Telling stories with no end.

Many years ago we

Found that light and sound

were ample food.

We forgot about ourselves and

Reconnected me to you.

Now we sit and share our songs,

Balls of light we pass along.

Breathing rhythms through

our minds,

Tiny strands of light that bind.

Many years ago we

Found that light and sound

were ample food.

As we sang we grew

Six billion flowers walking

without roots.

The future myth

Stories of the present when

they're past.

The future myth

Writing isn't reading till it's done.

The future myth

Global views of things we've

missed uh huh.

Like finding scissors,

Right in front of us.