It was pouring that morning
When a curious thought arose...

Pecking seeds and nuts,
as the sun rises again...

Heads tilted right back
Children stand with their tongues out...

On a summer sea
an ocean of promise swelled...

Tears Flow freely now
into a reflective pool...

Ocean weary raft
Navigates to calmer seas...

The sky was overcast and the air bit savagely as...
An undulating swell of heavy murky water...

Fingers tips feel their way, searching, searching...
Like a scent on the wind, my fragrance whispers...

Snake he slithers on the ground.
Snake he doesn't make a sound...

A
Chorus...

Slow reticent steps
meet a lonely microphone...

Albert Frederick Arthur George
Indian Emperor and so much more...