IT IS THE SOIL THAT SETS ME APART, THAT DRAWS THE SUN INTO ITS SECRET CHAMBER.
THERE IN THE HIDDEN LAIR [COILS] LIFE
THAT STARTS THE ART
ON THE CANVAS OF ANIMAT[E] [TION],
THERE IN ITS SECRET CHAMBER
WHEN WIDESPREAD WINDSONGS CARRY THEIR MESSAGE
AND MANIFEST WONDERS ENGAGE
TO UNVEIL THEIR MAGNIFICENT FACE IN CANDOR*
OH PRICELESS VIGOR OF COSMIC TOIL
THAT SETS EN ROUTE THE JOURNEY
ON ITS RACE OF THE HEART’S BURNING
WHEN THE THUNDER HAS ROARED
NOW IN VIEW THE LIGHTENING HAS SOARED
AND GROWTH HAS ENDEAVORED
TO NEVER FORSAKE
TO KEEP UP THE PACE
OF THE SOIL IN ITS SECRET CHAMBER
SO NOW LET THE MORNING SHOW BEGIN
NOW LET ALL THE FACES TAKE THEIR PLACES
LET THE PLAYERS REARRANGE THEIR BELONGINGS
WITH SIGNIFICANT SEASON’S DISPLAY.
INTOXICATING AS IT MAY SEEM
PLEASE ALLOW ME TO SING
OF THE RHYMES AND THE TIME OF THE NEEDY
OF THE EYES OF THE SYNCOPAL**
AND THE MINDS OF THE LYMPHATIC ***
ALL THIS HIDDEN IN THE SECRET CHAMBER
PLEASE GIVE ME A NEW TONGUE
AND REDUCE MY WORDS
TO A COMMON DENOMINATOR
YES, AND COLOR MY THOUGHTS
WITH IMAGES OF EXHORTATIONS
ONES THAT WILL ALLOW THESE SIMPLE EYES TO SEE
DISENGAGE MY CARICATURE VIEWS
REVEAL TO ME THE COMMUNAL ART AND SYNCOPATED MUSIC
AND YES,
GIVE ME A NEW TONGUE
TO SING OF THE SECRET CHAMBERS
ON THIS YOUR NEW MORNING SHOW
*Candor: unstained purity
**Syncope: Partial or complete loss of consciousness with interruption of awareness of oneself and ones surroundings
***Lymph: An almost colorless fluid that travels through vessels called lymphatics in the lymphatic system and carries cells that help fight infection and disease.
© AUG 25 2009
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