Untitled - July 15, 2002
It's the lifebeat of nature
that beckons us to dance;
to find the joy
that would give us
more laughter.
The sweetest of babes
find pleasure in life,
for all the simplicity
that is seen.
It's only as we grow,
"older" and "wiser"
that we gradually lose
sight of what's important,
and focus too often
on what should be
and isn't.
Only on the evenings
where the night skies are clear
can we lie back
and dream of what is,
counting the stars
and playing amongst
the junebugs
until we remember back
to life as it once was.
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