Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Another rainy day

Raindrops drop

Like a fella with skip in his step, he can’t stop

There dancing across a landscape

Rolling along playing natures song like a cassette tape

I’m bound by the sound in a way I can’t explain

I just place a thought in each drop

And watch as they roll on down the road and away

A calm sense of awareness that I can agree with, I hope it stay’s

Always and for as long as I need it to

For just the thought of an unbalance in either worlds

Makes not a cent of sense, something we all don’t need, in other words

I’ll let those drops and thoughts run into streams

Filling the streets passing by as the sun comes out what a gleam

And dry’s them all up, to dream a new dream

Cause I don’t know the road ahead or what this all might mean

But that’s all and well with me

Does time exist, it came and went so fast

The leaves ounce on the tree, a beautiful green

the only evidence of time is the red leaves at our feet

but as for me I can’t complain

I just keep finding my way on up and down these changing lanes

Just moving In and out of sun and rain

- Aaron Johnson

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