******************************************************************** Life, within a breath; I took this vile containing the world painting my vision askew!? All its glitters, thoughts, wants and desires atop ashes to become; dust upon dust.... Turning it over that it may flow into the winds once again; forgotten waters now lost ~ While raising my eyes their smiling towards the sky anew; afore times rustic burdens These chains should they fall from the flesh aneath sight amid this cage, made night?! Light to walk past what never was; covered by sacreds love; the children of promise.... ******************************************************************** ....“Borne, On `The 4th of July`” ~