11 August 2011

If the world were...

If the world were an old wooden house by a blue green sea,
There would be a gate with no gate-keeper.
because everybody is a free loader.
No need for soothsayers or desperate prayer.
Each resident an artist and an unapologetic dreamer.


If the world were an old wooden house by a blue-green sea,
Every morning, we'd lounge on the porch
Reveling in the romanticism of new age philosophy.  
But at dusk, retreat to our rooms
And contemplate the dialectics of history.



If the world were an old wooden house by a blue-green sea,
Each night after sumptuous dinner,
We'd dance on the shore and be silly,
Drink plenty of  wine and whiskey
While laughing heartily at life's irony.



If the world were an old wooden house by a blue-green sea,
We would go to sleep every night
shunning needless worry.
And wake up every morning, unafraid.
Knowing if life were to end that day,
We have lived a perfect life
In turquoise harmony.


If the world were an old wooden house by a blue-green sea
The big sign on the roof would read:
"Welcome. You must be free to feel free"

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