You were born open, I believe,
Eyes and heart and arms and soul;
Shouting and blazing a fiery path
Of beats and drums and rhythms.
Your energy knows no limitations,
Dancing with devilishly hoofed desire;
Savouring each moment of the day -
You make it work for you.
If and would and should are redundant,
When and how and now are yours;
Give and take, have, hold, make:
Present presence, gifts to gaze at in wonder.
A joker, of unbridled passion:
Intense, good-humoured, a heart heavy with joy -
And full of light -
The youngest of men.
Nov 15, 2012
Nov 15, 2012 at 12:28 PM UTC
You were born open, I believe,
Eyes and heart and arms and soul;
Shouting and blazing a fiery path
Of beats and drums and rhythms.
Your energy knows no limitations,
Dancing with devilishly hoofed desire;
Savouring each moment of the day -
You make it work for you.
If and would and should are redundant,
When and how and now are yours;
Give and take, have, hold, make:
Present presence, gifts to gaze at in wonder.
A joker, of unbridled passion:
Intense, good-humoured, a heart heavy with joy -
And full of light -
The youngest of men.