my pot of love.
losen your grip
open up your hand
now stand,
under the oak tree
and catch the leaves
as they fall.
open your eyes,
tilt your head up high.
now notice the rainbow.
as it glimmers and shine,
natures', silky colored ribbons.
losen your stand,
make a move,
run.
chase the rainbow
till you reach
the end,
and find that pot of gold.
but, if the pot is empty,
dont be bitter,
cause, i will give you
sumthing far
sweeter.
losen your grip,
open your heart,
stand under my sun,
and catch my loves
as they fall.
for i have
plenty,
to give.
god bless
