[bambi beaucoup]--> & some pretty fantaz.

I looked up.

There was rain & lightening.

I have floaters in my eyes

but I know I saw Buddha in the sky,

hugging us through the mist or haze

Mother nature blessed us today

w/ her cloudy womb &

wet nourishment.

I sent out an enveloped cluster

of new ideals to the Almighty

but I don't think he wants to hear from me

He gets enough feedback

from his angry creations;

they complain of life's many devastations

They all think they know it so well

If we're all going to Heaven,

why's there a Hell?

I've read the book of truth,

but half the world calls it a lie

I don't know who to believe

as a young girl growing up in

Sin City

I'm adaptable

so my views will change

I'll do anything you want if it's in the rain

My love is a vacant one,

but it is over-flowing with possibility

All my words, all my lies, all these things I let you see

it's all my poetry

and they all rhyme with me.

You can't escape the wind-

its nature exists everywhere

you cannot hide from it's wild roars and mildest breeze

the wind has become part of you-

you'll never be free.