Why we apply to our persons These analogies of nature As I pluck the expired flowers And spotted leaves In the midday sun In my pyjamas Don't they produce With time sun rain The most delicious Rosehip tea? But I comply with Expectations To make the neighbourhood Beauty increase With bright blooms Swaying on the warm breeze For people to remark upon Or else consider Their most natural state Caused by neglect When we glance at things Both consider the seed From whence it came Somewhere like loving hands Or soles of feet A birds belly We gaze upon living things Nourishment from above Though call the source Different things All knowing we each Desire respect and love
Making mountains out of trenches Growing roots connecting Healing broken paths empty Life abounding arising Remaking returning Unleashing spores free To be born again
In the sweet bye and bye Everyday entreat Hourly mystique Receive a gentle word You heard last week The call of song Echoing through trees Tiny drops of dew Swaying on leaves Neither force of nature Or crowd to please Could take away The sweetness of being Here in the present Surrounded by good things Inspired by the love Of good friends Like a butterfly sanctuary Remembering how to keep Love safe and free Keeping her memory With me
A mountain spring Cool and clear Need to live The more I have The more I give Keeping me Away from edge Steadying me Dizzy head Giving out Above and beneath The surface Giving beauty and life To everything
In silent hours There is room For a whisper Without being Chided for it Just saying What's new? How you doing? Thinking of you Lately When morning Shroud of light Dawns on me Thoughts compete With voices People haze Trip hop beat Low voice Narrator Never leaves Like one note Held on for Entire sonata Al fine
Count the stars of heaven 