Mental up, time takes no prisoners,
half empty, half full,
we choose our own cup.

Oceans of emotions reef the world,
rivers of tears and gales of laughter, set the stage,
as precious moments are unfurled.

Runes like tunes tell of fortune and strife,
naked, under all, we fumble, or dance, 
through this dreamy, cosmic life.
 
Choose your cup well,
for melodies, and day dreams, like acid,
can be placid or hell.

Shine on, as the moon and the sun, 
climb down the velvet sky,
seek glorious meadows where lions and lambs gently lie.

Ring chimes, eat limes, sing harmonious, 
as the stars tell their historic tale,
pray for peace, time filled with love,
so your soul doesn't stumble or fail.