Edward Gonzalez

the whims of the hymns

I see love n life in new ways now that im truly awake these daysWich have led me to write with sway.

Do you see the weeds off in the wind
wild with excitement of the dancing hymn
excitement like winning the lottery on a whim

organic green carpet growing under my feet
in this blue watery world a journey it has become our seat
to have been born in the age of innocence would be such a treat

trees growing to reach the sun
the temperature of rising fun
a gloomy season has passed in time like a shooting gun
a vibration of the pleasure to come

a momento of an island of mine
that's my paradise of when I was fine
in my backyard on the grass in the world was I

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