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Terminal II

TERMINAL II

He does the shopping now
Getting out is too much
But we don’t mention that
At least there are flowers

The new snowdrops are out
As the fresh year spins on
Words like splendour, wonder
Set amongst all this pain

Gambol, Gambol

GAMBOL, GAMBOL

“Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.”

Gambol, gambol, little lamb
How I wonder who I am!
Dancing, prancing, high then low,
Never knowing where I go.

Pledge

PLEDGE

Full of beauty
Full of wonder
As this earth is
Then so shall I also
Strive to become

Wonderful (Full Of Wonder)

WONDERFUL (FULL OF WONDER)

Too long a time stuttering in monoflex
Stuck down in here’s back o’ beyond
Buried deep, deafened by multitudes
Of fears, of hopes, desires, imaginings
Vain vicissitudes and comeuppances
Blew through explosively, wonderfully
Announcing preaching days are over
Took flight, the sky’s the limitless limit

Wonders

WONDERS

How many tiny details
In a second
In a minute
In an hour
In a day
In a week
In a month
In a year
In a decade
In a lifetime
How many tiny details

The Daily Miracle

THE DAILY MIRACLE

Each new miracle
A fresh breath
Each new breath
A fresh miracle
And so the circle
Forever eats its tail

What How When Where (Who Why)

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I: THE TRUE SCIENCE OF PARALLEL UNIVERSES
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II: IS THE UNIVERSE A THOUGHT WITHIN A MIND?
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III: BAFFLED

They obsess on space
All these geeks and New Agers
It’s all so 3-D

A Child’s View Of The World

A CHILD’S VIEW OF THE WORLD

“I am so glad the sky is blue
And that the grass is green
With lots and lots of lovely things
All sandwiched in between.”

And any time I really look
There’s more than I expect
And one more reason to treat this place
With wide-eyed wonder and respect.

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