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 |
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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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