Whence begins a brand new day
Old bitter clouds die parched
Overflowing rivers marched
To green from darkest gray

Hence so falls a sad lament
To a blithe and silent death
Sorrow sighs a childless breath
In taciturn descent

Thence a soul is unconfined
Left free to its devices
To entertain that which entices
A just and fertile mind

As the taste of sugar is so sweet
And true love's sight is blind
As the gentle touch when her I meet
And the smells that are entwined
As then I hear my poor heart beat
And wearied senses are refined

when the next breath you take

could be evermore dire

when it's for your life's sake

to crawl through the barbed wire

out of the frying pan

and into the fire

my words are wasted spoken

before they part my lips

my words are heard as token

a whimsy left unsipped

the fool who cannot hear me

is trapped inside his thinking

the fool with eyes can't see

through all his clever winking