...and the grandchild lil' sassy Aleanor..... (link)
...gleaming through the continuim...back for a flash in the "age" of our choosing....
brrrrrimming and full,
....housed up in a cozy nest of fern and oak....
and silver moonshine when clouds move on and mist is gone....
Begone oh Fear of NOY, THIS cold, for joy, has driven on.
...and 'twould I stand with heart in hand and meet the sky and touch the land ...
....Thus, into NIGHT I yield this middle strain of gut and brain...
release what's moving on to new and brighter plains,
...as only seen of eyes so bright....so blue and green....
Over yonder ships do wander hither, thither, far and on to where there is no day, no night, no blue, no green, no dark , no light.
I guess it is and always was because the page is full,
because...
another page, another day, another scene to watch and weigh...
to touch, to smell, to hear, to feel,
..........to understand what's false from real.
A knot doth crimp the braided yarn.
It keeps one's boat thus free from harm
and renders tight when sturdy has
the weavers yarn... and hand.... and head.
But still it's all tied up!
la la
...gleaming through the continuim...back for a flash in the "age" of our choosing....
brrrrrimming and full,
....housed up in a cozy nest of fern and oak....
and silver moonshine when clouds move on and mist is gone....
Begone oh Fear of NOY, THIS cold, for joy, has driven on.
...and 'twould I stand with heart in hand and meet the sky and touch the land ...
....Thus, into NIGHT I yield this middle strain of gut and brain...
release what's moving on to new and brighter plains,
...as only seen of eyes so bright....so blue and green....
Over yonder ships do wander hither, thither, far and on to where there is no day, no night, no blue, no green, no dark , no light.
I guess it is and always was because the page is full,
because...
another page, another day, another scene to watch and weigh...
to touch, to smell, to hear, to feel,
..........to understand what's false from real.
A knot doth crimp the braided yarn.
It keeps one's boat thus free from harm
and renders tight when sturdy has
the weavers yarn... and hand.... and head.
But still it's all tied up!
la la
