#0 · Jun 24, 2005, 18:55 · Hans Solo
So many mysteries nobody knows.
I went to dig crystals in Arkansas
And boy was I filled with awe.
We beat on drums, told stories and sang
And the voices of angels rang.
Women from Venus and men from Mars,
Sweat Lodges and seminars.
Devas and faeries and sprites and elves
Got us in touch with our higher Selves.
Buddha and Christ, Zoroaster and Ra
All were with us in Arkansas.
Totems of Eagle and Wolf and Flea
Great Spirit spoke through them to me.
Spirits of Chigger and Fly and Tick
Lyme Disease is only Karmic.
Angels and faeries and UFOs,
I saw them all and I'm thrilled to my toes.
Spirits and crystals, I'm so elated
'Cause everything is interrelated
Pouring my heart out,
Han
#1 · Jun 24, 2005, 20:44 · mactombs
#2 · Jun 24, 2005, 21:36 · Frank
Yours,
Frank
#3 · Jun 24, 2005, 21:46 · Nay
Nice line! I appreciate how true your whole poem is.
Well done!
Nay
#4 · Jun 25, 2005, 00:10 · Hans Solo
Han
#5 · Jun 25, 2005, 10:46 · Nay
Guess I won't be falling for anymore of YOUR posts. ha!
Nay