A seed

if I shout at the top of the mountain or weep at the bottom of the sea if I bear my teeth or sink in retreat the globe still does its rounds and i had a dream so big and bright it burned the eyes of many a scorn full man I had a dream…

Gypsy run always

Tell me something I don’t know What to say How far to go Who to love What to show What’s under neath the shell I know When we dance The things we feel That some how help us In how we feel, After a bridge to far A night so cold That make us remember…