Love is like a merry-go-round;
Too slow and you get bored...

There we are as one
chosen by each other...

The invisible root was hard to detect.
Gaea's anger was a strawberry vine...

My rainbow is beautiful with so many colors.
My rainbow is gentle and softer than flowers...

You held my hand when I was down.
You helped me to find solid ground...

Twin vipers coiled around a stick.
Twin vipers that can make me sick...

A dropping off place that we can always go.
The cave where we can hear the winds blow...

Which direction is up in space?
Away is whatever way we face...

A broken heart that beats strong.
Many are the paths that are wrong...

On an old home place in the hills.
There are violets and daffodils...

I put the child on the bike.
I walk along side of the child...

What is it that makes us
what we are and how are we...