LET the willows blow soft
inside me, by the lake yonder i sit
eager to stay

         Quiet refuge by the waters edge
sunlight , pouring yellow onto the planet
that breathes
                         It itches the
dream at my right hand side , it itches tapping at my mind , myself calling out to me , beckoning -
Let be the worries of the world , let be your destiny or
fate , let be your presumptions let be the tests of the universe , let be , all is ease , seeds now sprout new growth
               LET BE and all shall yield.