The sun is hot and here you sit in the shade...warming your feet in the spring water...the light filters through the glimmer of waves and you smile at the idea it leaves...it is all in self desires that the water whirls around your legs and all in fun that you continue...the clouds are so alone when you look up at them...but it never matters to the shadows...for you bring on light only once...then run away and hide for the next welcoming darkness...ahhh devil I say...you have come back to haunt me...again you smile...but where is your ship? A wink and a nod...there it flys in the small spring...invisible to all but shrunk to a mere second...I told you to go away...but here now in the sun warming you are...what is it that you can take or trick out of me...what is it that I need to do to keep you wanting a moment...benevolent tolerance he says....

benevolent tolerance I agree...