Subject: The Transparency of Glass
From: Christopher W. Thomas (creatician@poetic.com)
Host: 207-172-227-66.s3.as1.dnb.erols.com
Date: Thurs April 9, 1998 at 12:24PM

Outside all of the glass

A world is moving fast
Rotating in daily circles
Measuring as we hurtle

Through lives steadily
With goals at the ready
Some clear as the glass
Others not quite up to task

But we do go on to pursue
Objectives not painted blue
Some are multi-colored ...
Which we stack in layers

Always seeing the underside
And this fills us with pride ...
For we have cleaned glass
And can see thru the past ...

- Tristram

(c) Christopher W. Thomas
12:23pm Thurs. April 9th, 1998