The tea went in the sea
It started with a Big Bang...

Pussies creep lions leap
while wolves devour the sheep...

Dear slowly dying
I saw you in smiling...

If mother nature or a father time
are unnatural to the beholder...

When I accept the rule of the innocently cast...
I become increasingly aware of sins I often own...

Not talking about the brother
or father of a wannabe cop...

I'm sure Dylan's Visions of Johanna
would drive most all of you half bananas...

Bless me Father for I have sinned in so many ways
Lord you know its been its been long since I've...

As we look for reason or rhyme
in the foggy seasons of time...

I have sat on top of mountains
I have been in the valleys too...

Heaven's the shores
high above a cloud...

Much ado about nothing
it is most always something...