Everything and Nothing
Thoughts on hitch hiking
We are all of the great unwashed,
hoping to live,
living to die.
Under the vast circuitry of god,
we parade the world, penetrating each other;
our small cerebral worlds collide.
We are all of the masses,
hoping for love,
loving for hope.
Living under heavens great sin,
we are all lovers,
spying on the hearts.
We see everything and nothing.
written in April 2001 Denver Colorado inside a poetry book entitled "enlightenment"
