Purple Paislies

off the cuff

Purple paisley promised land

Feel the earth within your hands

Waves of grain on bloodlust fields

Know thy father, bend and kneel

 

Absent from the timeless watch

Of bosses watching aimless clocks

Feel the wind inside your hair

Elements are everywhere

 

Simple rhythms flowing through

All the things and me and you

Finding patterns, nothing new

Now its time for me to queue