sunlight streams the space between us
one message i sent sinks into a long distance void
another fills the night
where do these lost things go?
where do they reside?
i took the highway to the end
the train until it stopped
my car ran out of road
my zeppelin drifted high
icurus flew into the sun
mission flew into the heart
every one looks for the end
but we always look for the start
for in beginnings lay infinite possibilities
and we are one of those
and in beginnings potentiality lays
and there is no map or charts
so trust all the instruments attuned
trust your intuition
trust the intention of the captain
and trust your vision
let the universe do the rest.