Sitting in quitet solitude
Watching the Sun rise
Pondering who I have become
Wondering how important a week can be
As this chapter ends, and another begins
Who's to say what it will bring
Offering new possiblities
Yet I am drawn to the past
All I have seen, experienced
Flooding me with lasting memories
And they seem more sure then the future
So I sit here in total Solitude
Wathing the red Sun rise
Ushering in a new day
Offering glimses of a distant future
Yet not so distant . . .


March 13, 1998
1:05 - 1:23 pm