Salt and Pepper

Time seemed

Fleeting

So I went to the woods

To see

The scenery

Pay my attention

To the features

And the path beneath me

Squinting and behold

Within my vision

Snow seasoned

With sticks, stems, 

Weather-beaten

Pine needles

Path

Peppered 

With dirt flecks

And a little bit of left over 

Winter glitter

A mosaic of leaves 

Creates a makeshift carpeting 

But a lot like the universe and you and me

The Forest Floor is made of magic and moss… mostly 

The sky is speckled

With feathers

Wind and weather

A ceiling

Sugared with

Cotton candy clouds

And a jeweled moon crown

Sometimes salted

With scattered stars

The galaxy is actual art

Breathtakingly bizarre

But a lot like the universe and the rest of us

The Sky Ceiling is made mostly of mystic stuff

Mystery and cosmic dust

Somewhere between

The forest floor and sky's ceiling

Floating

Are my head and feet

Meanwhile

Maybe

I don't know what it really means

But last I checked, I'm still breathing

Believe me

I’m still memory making

And as long as there's time for the taking 

I'm stealing 

Death cheating

And putting feeling

Into each hearts beating