Names... Confuse the name for the person and you’ll feel quite lost, as the mind clings to reference at any cost, so take a deep breath, sit back and relax, it’s the land that you love not the names on

Flower Love... Love me like a you love a flower, light and water give me power, Hold me gently in your hand, but leave me be in the land, If you cut me from my stem, share me quick a dying gem, love the

Sometimes... Sometimes I’m told how great I am and often feel it too, ‘You are a happy man from which love shines brightly through’, it feels so good to be like this but isn’t always true, for here and

Death... Death has come and kissed us all from the flash of birth, from the starry dust we are, then back into the earth, Life’s a dance, a playful thing, and this we did forget, carried away into the

Story... We've been told a story, a story has been told. The story had a teller, the teller story old. The teller of the story has seen a certain side. The story of the teller will always have a guise.