Sand, Stars, Lilacs, and Me

I have seen more than the stars will have known And wanted more than living Earth can pursue I sit with myself in Existence's glance Digesting a bite of more than I can chew

Fools chant to sit down is to be everywhere Mules pant with head down and plod on unrewarded While I let the sand wear the skin from my feet To get whiff of the lilacs of a far foreign garden

Always at the point of deciding your fate Please take my advice and know you are strong For it is Man's place to be happy and great Whether sailing the Galaxy or whistling his song

4/28/91 —D J Gilman