Deep Thoughts on Holliday’s Retu

Trace elements, we breathe
Hints of what we were, we leave.
Time less rushed than we perceive.
More things in heaven and earth than we perceive.

Wave on wave of thought and consciousness.
Far more knowledge than we will ever process.
Reaching out to horizons new and old.
Thoughts and dreams swelling more than your heart will ever hold.

Look to the future you will find the key.
It is all out there waiting for your imaginations to set it free.
Piece by piece we build our pipe dreams
Only to scatter  them at the feet of our children it seems.