YOU sit below a weeping willow
knowing the scale of blues
you sing a song
— so sad to the heart

I’m longing to linger
a bit longer here
So you kiss a flower
and lick the sun
— sunbeam angels
made in the grass so green

You listen to mother nature
she has bees
Buzzing high bright-yellow
— taste the blue
You bring your dreams along

Whatever your dream may be
always let them into your heart
Lower the gate
— flood the River of Life

All’s quiet now and the pain has left
Whatever your dreams are
— let them dream
Cast off the armour
and follow your pleasure

:: 01-11-2013 ::