Through dirty glass I pondered
as I watched the sun wander
across a grey-pink sky
losing in it's brightness
the power that covered the day
Just moments before
Clouds passed and shadows danced
reminding me of the swiftness of time
how a moment can arrive
and silently slip away
a moment becomes a lifetime
to one who's lost his way
but in this island of solitude
I found only questions
for which the answers are yet to come...

Another day!

John A. Fowler

“Religion is for people who are afraid of going to Hell...Spirituality is for those of us who've already been there”