Sunday, September 24, 2006


A stranger stands on a cliff,
He sounds a trumpet horn.
The music from this song.
Awakes the day's dawn.
Soon appears golden light
Which chases dark night
Another fine day to fight.
Creatures now come awake
For there lives action to take.
There worlds life they to make
The wind begins its new flight
Across sky, in flying birds sight
To travel and gust with its might
While tall trees hum breezes tune
Rocks warm with rising sun.
Heat to the suns endless fun
Later, it s hot as days done.
All to be repeated another day.
Where flo9wers and rain play
If super being wants it that way.

Comments: Post a Comment

<< Home

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?