Blood ties that bind, rewind to the beginning. Roots and origins rule! Fast-forward to current day sinning.

Spinning head in hands, grinning, with new wisdom retrieved, winning! Thinning shadows in sight, white light brought to you by a sending.

Lending a handful of dreams, of skies and seas free of shipping. Bright eyes watery, nose dripping, you know what to design.

Finally, with a twist of a lime, you're subliminally inclined to create whatever flows from mind. The little hand stops on the 9.

Sit and unwind, while thoughts transcend Space and Time. Line after line, I'll write rhyme after rhyme, with no dollar or dime. No silver to deliver of mine.

Climb a ladder to find, a glowing river that shines. A free-flowing life giver, ignited with warmth, waste it not on a shiver.

Glimmers of hope for a bright future, nurture the suture that absorbs. Stored sour hate flees the wound, soon we will know the score.

Core knowledge of what is to come, we hide deep down in our drawers. Plough on right through the doors, as you appear again in the now.

How did this happen? You wonder, with sweaty towel from the brow. Trowel steamy fields of dreams for the cows.

Scowls turn to smiles, as sunbeams burst through the clouds. Loudly you stand on the ground, without a sound, you're dumbfounded.

Surrounded and astounded, with shrouded mysteries unraveled, you're overwhelmed with great valour. Empowered hour after hour, your happiness remains undevoured.

"Shower with love on the gravel, sir!" These are words of wisdom from the time traveler.