startlings
are
turning
swirling
and
spinning
above
the
wild plains
of
the
soft
blue
Serengeti sky

to
my
tailor-made
and
dearest friend
that
we
are
both bookends
always
faithful
and
inseparable
until
the
very end

as
the
earth
revolves
around
the sun
the
moon moth
claps
her
translucient wings
thus
letting
her
turn
dust into gold

love
shall
play her part
that
love
runs toward
the
hungry heart
that
love
shall speak kindly

boom, boom
click, click
then
you
pull the
trigger, man
you
rastmanfarian
just
keepin'
everything crisp man
now me go
to get
me
some of them
jamacian gurls
lord
boom, boom
click, click
me
just
keep everything crisp
jabawalkie

with
all of its might
truth bends
the
light
that
breaks
through
the
winding roads
of
the soul
at night
truth
bends the light

oh
what joy
resting
inside
only
through
the
eyes of
the
ruby-throated hummingbird
while
hovering
beside
a delicious
ash pink rose
reading
between
the
lines of
the
natural world