I being bright loving

 

here is me looking up and through sea

smiling profiling yet happy as a bee

resting in an acorn so it seems

waiting to burst shell and join vision

still a young bull yet wiser I say

letting my mind create my way

like a blind my who seeth 

I close my eyes knowing believing is seeing

thinking brings picture and words create

for all i breathing good love attracts

like gravity to moths and light

for I being bright loving alright