giants in the kitchen
hunched down to eat
cookies and tea
the violin plays
the record scratch
and here I am thinking
I need to pull out the bat.
pull out the bat
technology from the trash
to make something beautiful.
my artist itch and my artist scratch,
from nothing to something,
a little money goes a long way.
no food, no money, no time
is the only thing on my mind.
but I have it all
The Universe heard my prayer
his love is greater than anything
I have let it all go.
I will never worry again.
I understand this Jesus
saying - "Are we not greater than the birds?"
I watch him sleep at night
my love flows like the river
I am indeed this metropolitan
this Philadelphia-n, amphibian
water to land - my passions
free to go and do anything.
I go back to the roots.
call me crazy - I am forever designing "in love."
