Sunday, August 10, 2008

Sun is out

There is a rainbow
In the fair city of Toronto
But doubters think and profess
That it is still night.

Thier backs are turned
To the thousand suns
That long ago
brought an to the American night

So go forth fearlessly,
Whether you see or not, That being who's a thousand suns
For those mistaking their darkness for night, let your Mayas be undone

Physical presence is merely a maya
Its naïve to not realize
Whether She makes it there or not
We must keep our end of the deal

Commanded are we in easy words,
Plain and simple as day
Still we doubt,
holding our own at bay

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