If the bounds of creation
In space is the throne
What then stresses the limits
Of time
How this moon makes me think
Of a tree standing lone
Beyond which steps a human
Sublime
It’s a thought worthier than
This rhyme
Be
Here’s a Friday morning song
If you’re bored, find a tree
Watch it closely, learn to be
Still with quiet dignity
That’s enough now, move along
If you’re bored, find a tree
Watch it closely, learn to be
Still with quiet dignity
That’s enough now, move along
Gold and Sand
How the sands give way
When the gold holds sway
Over hearts afire
With the love of winning
Was Qāroon’s end, and
Suraqa’s beginning
When the gold holds sway
Over hearts afire
With the love of winning
Was Qāroon’s end, and
Suraqa’s beginning
Sadly
Why so sad
Don’t you know grief’s
Meant to be
Like falling leaf
Let it fall
Though you’d do well
To remember
Its sweet smell
Don’t you know grief’s
Meant to be
Like falling leaf
Let it fall
Though you’d do well
To remember
Its sweet smell
Journey – Part 2
If the destination is beautiful
The journey will be beautiful
The trick is to knowing
Exactly where you’re going
The journey will be beautiful
The trick is to knowing
Exactly where you’re going
Nonsense
Let Your love fill my senses
Till my sense is intact
As my tact mends the fences
Offenses had cracked
Till my sense is intact
As my tact mends the fences
Offenses had cracked
Obsess
The effort’s in your hands
The outcome’s not
The first’s like water
The second’s snot
And out it comes
The outcome’s not
The first’s like water
The second’s snot
And out it comes
Burnout
Slow down
You’re going too slow
You’re going too slow
Distracted
It’s in your way
Or on your way
Won’t matter once
You’ve gone your way
Unless of course
It is the way
Or on your way
Won’t matter once
You’ve gone your way
Unless of course
It is the way
Stand Up
The stronger the spine
The easier to turn the pages
And the better they align
The easier to turn the pages
And the better they align