Why is our destiny written in the stars?

Sitting on the coach bus, gazing out of the massive

 window

Hearing Zepplin’s amazing words flow through me.

Clouds fill both sides of the world now.

Does anybody remember laughter?

The outlet to life’s difficulties.

Shadows begin to baffle me,

The silent version of our words projects our body

            language-

Words unspoken, hidden in our sudden gestures

Ly in our sub-conscious thinking.  Inspiration flows.

I want To Be a Rock and not to Roll.

I want to plant a weeping will in my backyard and

Watch the trees shake angry fingers at the sky.

Familiarity is accompanying me right now

As we all roll home

Today is the day of Renewal.

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