I went to another world,
and saw things beyond reality.
My earthly state of mind
couldn't comprehend as I
came in touch with the beauty
of eternity;
that is what I call sanity.
Anxious to be home in record
time, feelings of eagerness
left me trapped in God's time,
I felt a light squeeze.
My heart had too much to bear;
my mind had so much to rear,
on a tent'O plate, so blessed.
What have I to make of those
who are not so pleased with
the natural beauty of their
surroundings?
In the shades of greens,
willows groom; ants gyrate.
The cloud supervise, heavenly
rain; served on a tent'O plate
of a sober hospitality.
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