To be one with the earth, the air, the fire and the water~

To be closer to God & to take not a moment to falter

~Upon my alter

To be one with the east, south, west and north bound~

Once I hit the ground the charging trumpet must sound

To be one with the spirit of music, and one with nature abode~

God will guide me to that eternal home and then all truth be known

Because I want to be one with anything and everything, yet here I stand~

Apart & discarded but the futures past and present lyes within my hand

Like a grain of dust in a hurricane, I squint my eyes & strain my vision~

To fulfill my destiny be my only mission,

~Lord protect me from the inevitable collision

For I am man, I am nature, I am music, I am spirit, I am even a lesser God of the God almighty. Hearken and remember, the tales of new which be the tales of old.....

NIce write! Turtle, u goin Irish son?

thanks..lol, got that Irish pride I suppose, I still haven't taken the St. Patties decorations off my door yet either..lol;^]