The dew kissed the grass first thing in the morning
It slowly said goodbye as the day carried on The birds in the trees all sang out their singing As the sun reached its zenith and the light came upon The blossoms full bloom, anticipating their green Willows whisper the secrets of the wind Laughing children populate the scene The earth awaits our bodies as a bosom Spring breathes out its warmth Complete one more pass around the sun Life re-awakend and thus returns forth A lovely awakening this life has become Wind and sky agree Here and now is how to be.
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Busy body to and fro
Prepare to go perform The show must show Go on and on and on Take a runaway plane launched from a train Tis all the same same The blame for the pain which some call inhumane has no shame shame It must be the confounded fame fame Whooping and hollering and holding out signs So many monkeys behind the stage Feeling untouchable now they escaped the cage The cage of the normal that normally binds Somehow even here, a way happiness finds A home to rest its feet From the hustle and bustle of the performance feat. |
Douglas Karson
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