Through shallow intellect, the mind becomes shallow, and one eats the fly, along with the sweets. – Guru Nanak
A willow drips near to the ground and a green frog. It must be August. Used to have money. Two-car garage, breakfast out. Rather be happy. To understand life, a vine must climb the mountain - a last grasp effort. I must admit it. I could never tell a lie. nor even the truth. Do not ask me why. Never really knew myself. What was the question? I see mountain peak, though only from the bottom. My spirit soars free.