Sunday, April 04, 2010

I buckle my shoe

Rain or Shine, when it is time, I buckle my shoe,
Gentle caress of speed, daub my countenance on the move.

Butterflies of freedom, flutter from shackles of incarceration,
Winding paths, unveil symbols locked in mystic diction.

Blessings from paradise beyond, laden with ecstasy,
Crimson rays sneak, conveying messages heavenly.

Whispers of silence, hymn magical chants of joy,
Songs of divinity, reverberate, in all senses - I deploy.

Rain or Shine, when it is time, I buckle my shoe,
Beads of exhilaration daub my countenance on the move.