Stand and deliver!
the hill that was a mountain,
is now pebble
being skipped across a pond
for fun...
living under gravity
is a strange trip indeed
especially for sensitive people
bends the body,
taxes the soul,
as
the mind unwinds
over time.
Some scream,
other's cry,
and those that laugh,
I smashed the coo coo's nest,
and found a golden egg,
Cashed it in for a pocket full of dreams.
Me, little ole me,
Sitting cross legged
holding my breath,
big Buddha belly
from giving praise
to the most high,
while sitting under the Bodhi tree
or
eating too many rotten apples.
Eyes wide shut,
peering over the edge
Into the abyss
Which way is left,
so, tired of the right,
Fly around,
then I realize,
gravity has stolen from me.
