It is easy as it's difficult It's sweet as it's bitter It's clear as it's confusing Pleasurable as it's agonising The green grasses in the garden waves It gives reassurance To a tired, placid soul The heavens beamed His heart is watered A new hope has descended Entrenched in his being Like a spring bed …
A Bit Of A Crazy Place Where I Churn Out The Numerous Words In My Head Just For The Sake Of My Sanity
