The Valley

The valley lay out before me,
Carpeted in lush shades of green.
The grasses so thick no sound heard
As I walked through the vale.
Bright bushes surround me everywhere,
Buffering the trails and pathways.
Overhead dense foliage nearly block the sun,
As trees press into one another.
Joy is a day in the life.

The Moon

The moon is out tonight
And it is cold on me
I freeze under its' orb
It is so hot down here

Needlessly Toil

We rack our brains
We struggle at work
We needlessly toil
Yet for what in the end
Our eyes are still horizontal
And our noses still function

Dirt and Ashes

You can gather up the dirt
And sweep up the ashes
But the wisdom of the universe
Is like ashes and dirt
The more that's swept
The more there is

Dirt and Trash

There are those who speak
Of sweeping away the dirt
And ridding us of trash
But the simple truth of time
Is that dirt and trash
Have always been and always
Will be a part of our lives

The Waters

There is an ancient pond
Whose waters run deeply cold
And people come from miles around
To taste the spirits of the waters
But water is water after all

Lessons

They talk to us and they just talk
And when they have finished
We still believe so little
Yet we follow like sheep
And we pay the price of serfs