Time passes across the face of the watch Every second throbs ticking, echoing, sounding its call Beating as the heart causing blood to pulse in the brain Calling caressing and cajoling through life - beings seemingly held in its clutching grasp - time moves
"aya poetry"
Away from it
Television, radio, lights fast food - grabbing at me Pulling at me unwillingly Give me the trees - the birds in song Give me the river flowing, speaking Let me live in nature oh beautiful thing - Aya iiiyaaa