The Clock

Trapped in a world of make believe

I stumble here and there

 Like Alice through the looking-glass

I catch a glimpse and stare

And I sometimes see the Cheshire Cat

Grinning back at me 

 As he hangs upside-down by his tail

Whilst the Mad Hatter pours my tea!

And Shakespeare sometimes comforts me

My book ~ a hundred years!

So gently must a page be turned

Or twill fall to dust, I fear

And though bookworm attacks it

I pay no never mind

As the charm increases tenfold

As the worm entwines the bind

And remember Happy Venture Readers

Of Dick, Dora, Nip and Fluff?

 The boy and girl and dog and cat

Of whom we couldn't get enough!

Though childhood was so long ago

I find it hard to leave

I wish I could turn back the clock

Then there'd be no need to grieve.

Tomorrow

If tomorrow I could not see

I'd capture thee in mem- ory

I'd gaze endlessly at your face

Locked tenderly in deep embrace

I'd feast my eyes on you all night

Bewitched by such delicious sights

I'd trace your features with my soft lips

And gentle strokes of fingertips

I'd hold the image in my head

Of love and splendor in our bed

I'd drink the sweetness of your scent

Surrounding me, where' ere I went

Desire unbridled and aflame

Ecstasy and lust untamed

I need no sight for this at all

The erotic dance of love enthralls

I weave a dream of two souls combined

Deliriously blissful melded in time

Yes if tomorrow I could not see

I'd capture thee in mem- ory.

Harmony

Body Mind and Spirit,

All twine into one..

To take one from the other,

The others come undone.

The Body by itself,

An easy sacrifice..

Though Mind and Spirit suffer,

Which seems too high a price.

Unified and balanced,

Inner conflict won't arise..

So Body Mind and Spirit,

Will never have to be chastised.

So treat all three with reverence,

Never letting one win out..

For to take one from the other,

Destroys the Soul, beyond all doubt.

(c) Copyright 1993-2009 Rajon Design