Fallen

Gripping a handfull of coins. Throwing them behind my back. My breath joins the moving winds. As my consciousness stirrs a breeze. Soon the depths of reason transcend. Further and further transcend within. Let your trust calm the storms outside. Close your eyes to open within your mind. Fallen grace to move about without purpose. To roam the lakes and wander the prairies. Eternal question within is the answer. Awaken as the day emerge from night. K