A bushel of white light,
Opens wide,
To let in some more –
The gatekeepers of goodwill,
They shine down,
With ever-resplendent warmth.
A bushel of white light,
Opens wide,
To let in some more –
The gatekeepers of goodwill,
They shine down,
With ever-resplendent warmth.
The highs and the lows,
Of mountain tides galore,
Paves the way for something more dramatic –
Goofy personas,
Their sunny outlooks,
Trailblazing through the plenty horizons.
To burst the bubble,
To tickle the fancies
One must ever be a fool
To conquer the far reaching entities.
As time flies by,
With you and I,
And the world to witness
Not one foresees,
In the making,
The behemoth of memories,
And the clairvoyance of many more.
A prompt from the middle of nowhere
A scenic voyage of great beauty
An unwavering gesture from existence itself
Makes for a veritable treat for glowing hearts
It’s like a dream, an aura
Jelly and diamonds,
The smell of a burger
Angels abound, and so do the stars
They wait, and they keep waiting
But the music is broken into silence
And in it, exists I.
The night beckons the lovers
And the lovers listen,
And think and wonder
At the amazement,
At the wonders.