Geode |
4-20-90
Night of cold, a life began
One single heart felt meaning
a precious stone bare in the sand
through nature's patient screening
Inside is more than outside seems
beginning to understand
Existence is to love and be
held fast and warm within the hand
Discerning, shy, this beauty is
her face hidden from casual glance
On the weathered and worn she bestows her kiss
with cripples she can dance
So long she has forsaken me
my heart had not been right
Now she's come to stay and be
within my arms, my arms tonight
A sense, a need for life to be
born of higher reasons
to mesh with all felt and seen
through time and changing seasons
One single heart felt meaning
a precious stone bare in the sand
through nature's patient screening
Inside is more than outside seems
beginning to understand
Existence is to love and be
held fast and warm within the hand
Discerning, shy, this beauty is
her face hidden from casual glance
On the weathered and worn she bestows her kiss
with cripples she can dance
So long she has forsaken me
my heart had not been right
Now she's come to stay and be
within my arms, my arms tonight
A sense, a need for life to be
born of higher reasons
to mesh with all felt and seen
through time and changing seasons