gravitate a humble life
light the moonbeams in the night
swear the angels get it right
rascals seem so erudite

counter boundless energy
Shake needles off pine
drink until deplete of wine
the grace of grapes la fete upon the vine

you in your state of mind
cannot relate to mine
inherent to be kind so much to bear
impose the time to find me there

gentle gracious angels in the city
summers take a tunnel to the sea
everywhere is farmland green and pretty
fruit stands line the streets a local litany

back home quiet transcends the traffic
that forced it’s way into my psyche
homespun into the fabric
a lonely stone bridge the road
to paths well known

incredible wisdoms derived from laughter
see them then as the hereafter
looking grave a mortal slave begs The Lord
to save my loved ones as myself from harm

a life well spent takes so much good to vent
around the world my heart is holding on
to sing about the days ahead
to mourn the loved ones that are gone

there’s purpose in service to a dream
build fulfill not fall in between
cheer the deer as no one ever may
reach for a star come up with another day

life is at it’s best when filled with rest
the rest will somehow happen so it seems
direct your attention to the heart of dreams
a night of stars humble the request
receive a village hidden in the trees.