Conchronicity :: A Place for Key West Conchs to Gather

Everything there is,

Can be seen in two ways –

I love you
And there’s nothing one can do

In the name of a creator
They impose their own will

Help me to be just….

Sometimes I think of John Lennon.

There were so many things I wanted to say:

A breeze that blows from across the sea…

Each moment as we live it passes,

Experience is but a dream.

The mass of solid objects is illusion,

I wish you weren’t leaving town

I love to feel the south wind blow

Upon my face in wintertime