5/31/2006
A Mere Trickle From Soul to Mind
Inspiration is flowing slowly
a mere trickle from soul to mind
from pen to paper
But beauty can’t be forced
it must arise on its own time
everything in this life sets it own pace
Simplicity and ecstasy are reached
when two can walk in time
like congruent rain drops sounding
on a windshield
music can be made this way
its the kind of sound you must search for
and take care of
because its never permanent or automatic
Patience is a limited resource
a dying breed
an endangered species
but when patience is found it must be cherished
for it is a fleeting feeling
and so light and fluffy
how can you ever get enough?
can you ever have enough?
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