Friday, March 29, 2013

as two friends walked along it was a flutter who buttered by and sang a verse of song kids if you want to make it home take hold of my wings and follow me soon in a forest the three were walking some shimmering lights to see one friend asked the flutter about the vision that he had walk along some was the answer there's something yet to come to make you glad soon every tree and creeper were personified before our eyes all of them playing together a tune that is quite a dilly though this symphony seems rather silly i must insist it's true leis of lovely roses swirling in everyone's view cycle babble and i going out in the sunny afternoon thru the southland coming upon the cement boat soon all levels out on this day after full moon recumbent, racers, messengers and commuters too rounding the corner the cruiser king gives us a smile while the whalers sing on past the marcedo de las pulgas and campa hatti ratha-bhojana-vrksa nods as we over take a yuppie Kernel of divine love welcomes over the ashram gate checking the sun oh no we're not late after the ceremony of the bells it's a miracle mom, the nightdress is swell

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