Spirits connected
Flown together
With the mists
Of circumstance that churns
About within the lives
Of bodies flustered by the
Currents
   eddies
      and torrid streams
Of fluid stretches
Druid flexes
Mind distilling stresses
Cast about 
   and tossed aside
Like tiny particles
Of dust debris
That settles on
   the canape
       of branches
          leaves
             and mystery
On barnacles and 
   misery

Souls collide
And slide among the 
   reckless
Causeway
Blown across the driveway
Of the cyber studded highway

A multitude of fingers
   linger
      there 
         within the ions 
Laced in destiny
But there are some
   a very few
Who stew in juices 
   steeped in harmony
 
(c) 1996 James Oliver Smith, Jr