The vision from the mind
Enters the eyes
From the soul
Tongue waits
The heart must beat
Hold its weight
In fours
Red passing veins
An everlasting rhythm
Every chamber
A flush
A rush
When the spirit is one
In place
And you are ready
The tongue is free
For remember
The vision from a soul
Electrifies all
Those of
tomorrow and of future memories
–
With love,
Thank you
–
Your Dad