There are too many painters

And not enough beauty

Too many hours

And not enough time

Too many singers

And not enough music

Too many reasons

And not enough rhyme

Will you meet me here in the light?

Will you fill my heart with your life?

Will you inspire?

There are too many drummers

And not enough rhythm

Too many dancers

And not enough life

Too many poets

And not enough answers

Too many questions and too many lies

Too many cameras

And not enough vision

Far too many lovers

Who never were friends

Too many directions

to too many places

Too many beginnings

and very few ends