come with me friend.

Come with me friend
We'll wander places seldom
Visited by our minds
hearts, spirits.
Come with me friend
We'll sail through the Wadden Sea
We'll be chimney sweeps on all but forgotten Baltic Isles
Wearing top hats & morning coats as we climb rooftops - gaze at the sea
 
We'll clean the mountains as mountain cleaners have done
Since the 1600's........sliding down ropes on the precariously dangerous
Alps.........protecting our kinsman below.  Safe from the onslaught of rocks
Unpredictable changes in the crevices and cracks
 
We can become wind farmers..........no longer tilling the soil, but capturing the wind
To protect the beloved farms held by family for hundreds and hundreds of years
 
We'll glide through small canals, ducking under bridges........laughing in the way only
small children can.........heads back, sun on our heads.......laughing because we've been
released from the classroom so real life can begin.............too  young to know that only one
of us can return to the islands to inherit the land.  the rest of us will lose this idyllic time of youth,
become a part of commerce, time clocks and cubicles.  But not today my fine friends, not today
 
Today we are free to explore, wonder and wander through ideas, strange places - eat penny candy for breakfast............sweet wine & good bread for lunch................ have a picnic by the seine........we can if we wanna..........we can cause we got what all good people of the world got ---
we got a little faith, a little hope, a pocketful of what if.......unfettered by chains, fences or locked gates.
we can go anywhere........high up into the clouds..........on a magic carpet ride........a carpet made of soft silky flower petals with crystal rainbow prisms leading us to all the gold we'll never need.
for we have dreams, we have sweet unfettered thoughts if we let go of the things that tie us to the past
we can forge ahead...........we can play leapfrog, we can jump rope.........we can chant "Red Hot Peppers" and jump until our cheeks are red and flushed..........don't be afraid to park the reality of this universe, close the door and just go............
explore the glorious beauty of your mind.................let's be archeologists this fine morning........explore the mud flats and see what we can find..........pieces of history churned up by the sea.........let us sail on a boat built because of the sheer determination and fortitude of a man who dared to dream .........a fine ship built with strong hands and will........challenged by nature and time.  let us go, let us glide through the water and feel the wind, the salty sea spray - listen to the raucous cries of the birds.
ride the rails with me, before the tides come in.........ride free, ride far
wandering through time, through space..............come with me my friend.