Across Time

Across time, I have sailed.
To find that elusive path.
Forever eluding my touch.

The path, sometimes clear,
beckons to me.
Sometimes, only vague
moments, resting within.

Where does it go, that path?
I do not know.
I only know, it beckons to me
and I will follow.

Turning from shore once more,
to find, my path, through the mist
Across.....Time

AKEnglish / Michael Cox
Poem/ Title
8/19/2001
MidNight Wind Creation