old.... still,
kind,
strength steps in,
new paradigms to be created
all in long, past passion
yet still able,
yet ever will able,
to grow wisdom,
they...out there beyond
find new a rythmn
and purpose
is it to be....
on all varigated,
arangements..... a new twist
perhaps....
some order, to the paradox
of the aboves.
what our...
never-ever-never world
should be,
we are a realm of
be all, end all, have all.
elephant's, we are to faded parchment memories.
the mouse within,
loves a quiet,
realm of the wise....
and careful, considered...
thought
but you...you....
fall beneath the thunder
of my steps...
in vain attempts,
to gain insight into
the hyperbole of my elephant's spinning dance
and the back scratching monkey's never silent thought's
initiating as they be,
into the colour spectrum
of the latest...
popular...populace, fearful fancy.
be quiet as needs be,
says the mouse
the world will...
awake to wisdom,
spend fruitful time...
awaiting the calm to break
never is it above strength
allowed
the roles, the gifts,
we are given.
be in on the elephant's new rythmn
and far above the monkeys purile, speculation
need, need, needs,rememeber awlays... quiet, desperate passion,
and to fall gently
beneath the winds of change
be, find, do,
the extra-ordinary
see the kindness in the eyes
of all you encounter
and unfailingly,
return
the hopeful glace
burn, burn the oldest order
set the worlds,
infinite whorls......aright
and then
sing the stars
to sleep...
in the purple,
winkled, wrinkled hours
of the calm and pristine
shadowed span of the night.
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 9:21 PM UTC
old.... still,
kind,
strength steps in,
new paradigms to be created
all in long, past passion
yet still able,
yet ever will able,
to grow wisdom,
they...out there beyond
find new a rythmn
and purpose
is it to be....
on all varigated,
arangements..... a new twist
perhaps....
some order, to the paradox
of the aboves.
what our...
never-ever-never world
should be,
we are a realm of
be all, end all, have all.
elephant's, we are to faded parchment memories.
the mouse within,
loves a quiet,
realm of the wise....
and careful, considered...
thought
but you...you....
fall beneath the thunder
of my steps...
in vain attempts,
to gain insight into
the hyperbole of my elephant's spinning dance
and the back scratching monkey's never silent thought's
initiating as they be,
into the colour spectrum
of the latest...
popular...populace, fearful fancy.
be quiet as needs be,
says the mouse
the world will...
awake to wisdom,
spend fruitful time...
awaiting the calm to break
never is it above strength
allowed
the roles, the gifts,
we are given.
be in on the elephant's new rythmn
and far above the monkeys purile, speculation
need, need, needs,rememeber awlays... quiet, desperate passion,
and to fall gently
beneath the winds of change
be, find, do,
the extra-ordinary
see the kindness in the eyes
of all you encounter
and unfailingly,
return
the hopeful glace
burn, burn the oldest order
set the worlds,
infinite whorls......aright
and then
sing the stars
to sleep...
in the purple,
winkled, wrinkled hours
of the calm and pristine
shadowed span of the night.
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