For G 5

The cars come and go, and i expect to see you in every one of them, i even see you in men, G, youre everywhere, but when i look you vanish, and im alone again, with cars that revolve in a service station, youre over There, and im waiting, and Time comes and goes – constant, the pulse that ticks, the life that runs thru me, the hook thru shaded waters my mind follows, the longing of my soul – youre in my Being, part of me now

Lead, G – thru the Spirit’s course, i’ll follow