Years ago a child peeked out

          on a world so vast and beckoning

          daydreams flowed and nights brought down

          the mirth to judgment's reckoning

So Crazy saw and learned and ran

read some books

forgot the sand

spent his time on other things

when hazy trances broke at last

he saw the crooks with dirty hands

so he went his way to look for wings

          As months blew by the child sought out

          Le Bateleur and Hermit's light

          while all the while The Fool cried out

          craft warnings to the night

Crazy said goodbye today

on roller skates he felt the wonder

of fleets of clouds in multitudes

the spacey past blew far away

as daytime played with light and thunder

and he kissed it all with gratitude

The present buds begin to bloom

as winter rain replenishes

the sleeping child from worn out tunes

to feel again the blessedness

feel again the blessedness

feel again the blessedness
  

Crazy

Crazy took a turn for good

lost some love

gained the world

saw a different day again

lazy moods woke up and stood

looked above the passing swirl

watched a separate birth begin
  

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