i run my hand down the iron rail

the oxidized metal turning my hand orange

and i wonder how long its been here

they say energy goes on forever, mine seems like its gone somewhere

so we are all oxidizing as we speak and the wheel of time is slowly crushing and grinding us

into dust……………………………at least our bodies

and i suppose our minds too if we don’t use them

i am aware that there is something here greater than this frame

and stronger than these arms

this casement my wither but this spirit moves even when i don’t

rust,dust,maybe……………….but this spirit is greater then either one……………even time