Beautiful life

Beautiful Life.

Sometimes my life's so beautiful

‘My heart begins to weep

When life it just seeps into me

So very, very deep.

As life sends out her message

With the sound of falling rain

There's nothing seems to matter

The mystic's back again

I feel just like a squirrel

On a sunny morn in spring

And I don't know why it happens

But it's like a kind of dream.

The rain goes clitter, clatter

As it beats that old tin can

The sky be like a curtain

As the rain comes tumbling down.

I'm having them more often now

These kind of mystic days

Today the rain is falling

And it kind of feels okay.

I'm caught within the mystic

As the rain plays merrily

All logic's gone to roaming

I just sit here being me.

7 January 2014 @ 0917hrs.