Sunlight, trees, warmth & peace shine down Falling back through swaying seasons in the clouds. In tundra, in fire, in deep, in sleep….quiet now. Sleezing, weezing, boastful appeasing. Take a bow.
Wistful phrasing, ever appraising, could I, could not, could I but not No listen It’s sweet, so alive. Such poor words have I. Elegant, a treat. A soft rhythm, a gentle beat. Random with reason, clandestine in root, Same thought, same chime, how to escape life’s rhyme. Can our notion of logic change? One step more, oh but still the same shore. I dream of distant land. Chink in the armour, reroute lead its. But a game, but a game. House win. Anti, Anti, Anti. Balance, perfection, gold. Simple-always. Breakthrough, breakthrough. Feels a point with many paths but the answer is a canoe(?). Beyond lines far and wide only then and again Sunlight promises nie. Beautiful colours, an array of ways. But never can you reach. Is it not best for don’t. Wash of distant thrill echoes through the small ville. It’s conscious-simple, all that ever be. Switch on, switch light… T’is burning bright, this gorgeous, most wonderful; sunlight.