To My Other.

Water went up the
Thin air
Dissolved all that floated
In to sun,
Clouds would be
Now full of tears,
And spirits of dreams,
Of little and large life,
Nothing here ended,
Nothing here began,
This on earth,
Action never ceases.

I can't see much,
I can feel a lot,
Sensitive to life,
I enter a read,
A movie,
And an actor,
And a Shakespeare,
All about is Live,
Feeling ever so alive,
Try sitting down,
Thinking nothing's happening,
Rather dully, a clock
Starts ticking and
Questions come to us,
Communicating how we
Feel, this or otherwise,
It's not easy to have
Your ass kicked,
This is exactly what happens,
When you sit doing nothing,
You invite boredom, and
You age.