There WAS a window to the soul -
Open long before the dawn
Through which the clearest eye
Would
Dance
And frolic on the lawn
Of love - life and playfulness
Inventing dreams unborn.
There was a word which played the sound
Of a trillion songs to claim
Of melodies and rhapsodies all
Echoing its name
in endless scales and resonant tales
The Golden c(h)ord became
And The APPLES fall
And Eve she laughs
OH no - not again!!
I ve had my fill - Abused my will
My state I now reclaim
For it is time
Yes it is time
As Everything is one
The call is out
The time is now
To undo - not done - undone
There is an attic in the mind
Where all our dreams are stored -
In dust and dark they sit and wait
Abandoned-unexplored
Aladdin's lamp sitting
Dank and damp
unused
on musty floors..
There IS a window to your soul
Open long before the dawn
Through which your spirit eye can dance
And frolic on the lawn
Of life love and playfulness
Invent your dreams unborn.
For -
For -
EVERYTHING IS NEW
Its all but one short day
Time and tide
Wake up my joy
Wake up my love
It' s time
To quit the fray-!
as
EVERYTHING IS NEW
Its all but one short day
Time and tide
Wake up my joy
Wake up my love
It' s time
Come out to play -
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