becoming the gold

 

do you know at some moment time

one shall catch there flow

letting everything go as one make strides

doing the mundane is a participating act

showing your gifts for being creating in parts

knowing its your time for becoming the gold

where all fools rush in and bang on your door

now please accept I a jester so one mirror is reflecting please

as I present each word for your ears and the herd

I jump up and down for my create to fall

as above so below was what I have been told

read the drawings upon the sky

all eyes for I lovingly you

and yes pretty me art baby blue