the absurdities can also be beautiful when viewed in abstract
seen through a prism narrowly focused, the world can seem upside down
the path is obscured but we cannot be deterred we have to push on
measuring rainfall on the third day of april can be confusing
it’s not the weather it’s the false promises made by our calendar
warm sun on my face and a cold wind on my back i don’t trust either
if i’m standing still then it’s the rest of the world that is drifting by
once spring has arrived and the tree is full of leaves the night will hide it
hidden in the night beauty is harder to see and subtle when found
winter into spring presents many challenges that require patience
uptown jack 