Time, is right now
Blink, you'll miss her

She's spreading her wings

She's ready

Mesmerising, beautiful
Colourful, light

She's spreading her wings
She's taking flight

In awe

she flys

...Dancing round
A Blazing fire
A tribe of humans
Like no other
Worship money
In suit and tie
Beating drums
Chanting greed

Sky stays dark

Dancing round
A Blazing fire
A tribe of humans
Like one another
Flow with the land
Dressed in paint
Beating drums
Chant with nature

Diamond's in the sky

Dancing round
A Blazing fire
Planet Earth
Beating drums
Chanting with
the universe...

Her sculptured body
Strong thighs
Under a canopy
of Branches
She's comes alive

With her Ballerina pose
She Reaches out
For the night sky
While she dances
In union
with the breeze

The beautiful Ballerina tree.

Tree's are Obsevers
They see truth in the land
While feeding us air
They are
Quietly
discussing
Ways
to see
Our
demise...

Imagine

Think I'm living
in a parallel universe

Nothing has changed
Everything's the same

Yet different

It's like I'm seeing
For the very
1st time
With eyes a new

Fresh sight
New ears

Strong
Confident

Am I now a butterfly
So light
And Free

Stretch out my wings
Am flying high now

Renaissance!

If I
spoke of
A blue
So true
That sparkles
With light
A glint
Of surprise
With beauty
So rare

Would you know

I was talking
About your eyes?