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Thursday, April 02, 2009

One Eighty

Sunshine, laze and whiling
caught those fish, they were fishing
The trees had caught the wind
Little do I wonder, did they hint
Out there it was,
Where there's no laws
here the water just flows
the wind cares not once to bellow
deep hidden though it is;
search and you'll find 'tis
Here the heart dwells
Why any music and then bells?
when the water oh so often laps up
'tis a water horse, no stirrup.

The Earth settles down
the embrace of dusk still fresh and brown
Pixies play their tunes
as magical as oasis amidst dunes!
Soon I see each two add
thirty stars in clouds not clad
Some coaxing and suspense later
Sixty there were, sure greater...
Clouds were my blanket and pillow
a walk among them never more mellow!

A few folk and a lot to joke
Out of nowhere came the choke
A lump it was down the throat
hazy became the dream sail and its boat
Tears froze to be brave
When came the wave
all was shun and a new one had begun
When away was the Sun
and every star had to say
here we are; why you pray...

I see, I see they follow
and now there's no hollow
Does it sound weighty
when I claim they are one eighty
All shower blessings galore
Its something you just can't ignore
Need I say more
we just higher and higher soar!

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