This Earth was our foundation;
It was here where I found you!
I can remember the flood of thoughts-
only a sickle to use
getting all the weeds out of the yard.
The plants were forced
into death with the cold season.
The sun outa-kilter
only global warming.
You cannot make a butterfly
out of a bee-
nor will the bee come from a fly.
the sun is outa-kilter-
it is you who plants
the seeds of deception.
Deal with the pain of the cold season-
there is light in the summertime.
The springtime only warns hope.
Fall-time allots for darkness-
the sun becomes outa-kilter.
What pressure can one hold
on the sun?
The sun has its own moves,
but watch it-
too much heat can burn you.
Do you want to get burned-
learn to love the sun that it bares.
Stop making the changes for him-
your changes only bear more problems-
it is the discredit to all
nature that surrounds him.
The moon will not change-
the sun will not change,
nor will mother earth make
her changes;
but I know the king
in Heaven rules these signs.
You will have to accept the
sun outa-kilter-
and is now free from the cold.