I don't like custard
and you do...
Take a trip inside my mind
Marvel at its savvy...
You call it an outlet, an art expression,
an extension of being, a process of becoming...
LIFE, WHAT IS IT?
Is it just a collection of days that time devours...
Rest your weary mind now
Allow everything to go...
Could you say a little prayer
for the people over there...
I filtered his eyes
within my imagination...
...
Late summer evening and you are late
moments spent waiting are lost moments...
Swallows weave and twist like mad acrobats
Flying around the English steeples...
Clean Your Mind
Set your mind into other things...
Life is short make it last
keep moving forward...