When the World was a Beautiful Woman
when the world was a beautiful woman,i was given a tantalizing choice,
i stayed with the beautiful woman.
make hay and break bread
in the altar of the summer,
i was given the privilege, i was given the rights,
,
nights and the un dream field of escapades
to see the world,
i came and become a witness, creator,
with creation in my hands
in the hands of the beautiful woman,
she was a goddess of the sky, worked hard for.the glacier to give life
the unexpressiveto share life and joy
the bare fountain to spray water.
that did not respond, an upright tree instead grow
gave the sun and the moon and the pasture to play with,
you critics may find something licentious and sensational like a sensational tabloid
but life and death depended on the hands of a beautiful woman.
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