We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Here it comes
Its coming in the garden
The garden of edan
Touching the tree of life
Nothing on it that it can hide
Limbs wrap about me
This green tapestry
This fullness is about me
Soon you will see!
Garden of love
Beer is free
Dreams for you
Exctasy for me
Melting emrald leaves
As far as the eyes can see
Are you with me
Honey?
The garden of edan
Touching the tree of life
Nothing on it that it can hide
Limbs wrap about me
This green tapestry
This fullness is about me
Soon you will see!
Garden of love
Beer is free
Dreams for you
Exctasy for me
Melting emrald leaves
As far as the eyes can see
Are you with me
Honey?
What do you do Smark
It is like playing with legos
I do try my best
I see that as almost
A no brainer
And then there is brains.
I do try my best
I see that as almost
A no brainer
And then there is brains.
Smark what did you learn today..
I find the excitement of life in weird contrast to a world of virtual slugs and snails.
Fresh as ever
In midsummer
Caught near statues
Held almost by their gaze
As if to crumble
They remain.
Caught near statues
Held almost by their gaze
As if to crumble
They remain.
Here to paint my brain with poetry. Yes poetry?
Thoughts either serve
Or they fry the brain
Drugs can melt it
But then that could cause frying
So time ticks and melting and frying exists
That is motivating
When others sometimes hurl ticks
Then the path does light up
Going forward or maybe so easilly
Down.
Or they fry the brain
Drugs can melt it
But then that could cause frying
So time ticks and melting and frying exists
That is motivating
When others sometimes hurl ticks
Then the path does light up
Going forward or maybe so easilly
Down.
At the majestic road
Wedding flower open like shrouds
Her hand reaching to the sky
Lemons falling from each tree
Just symbolism or reality?
Her hand reaching to the sky
Lemons falling from each tree
Just symbolism or reality?
At the majestic road
Wedding flower open like shrouds
Her hand reaching to the sky
Lemons falling from each tree
Just symbolism or reality?
Her hand reaching to the sky
Lemons falling from each tree
Just symbolism or reality?
Like a death.
What was so bright and shining
Has no light now
Does not exist for mine eyes
It is now a black space
As if by God's black paint!
Now like a black hole!
Very strange!
Has no light now
Does not exist for mine eyes
It is now a black space
As if by God's black paint!
Now like a black hole!
Very strange!
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