Drum Beats in the Canyon

Moments pass,
memory is fleeting
but how can i forget
the sound of your heart beating?
Straining my ears to hear the distant drum
echoing in the canyons
in the Altar of the Setting Sun
as the Shadows play and have their way
with our imagination
and the thousand wonderous creations;
electrical impulses and other sensations
tugging at my heart
but not my patience,
for the one thing there is always is time
What can i give you but time?
Time will tell,
so they say,
perhaps tomorrow,
if not today
One must have faith,
there is not much one can say
just see the Truth in my eyes...
              08-18-10