in the morning when the moon is at its rest,
you will find me at the time I love the best
watching rainbows play on sunlight;
pools of water iced from cold nights,
in the morning
’tis the morning of my life….

yea, what an awesome thrill
bee gees this morning to kill
incredible poetry and musical joy my heart to fill
what incredulous family talent till

a pattern formed
as my mind rom’d
my fave vocalists have a “b” or “c”
bee gees, beatles, oh let it be, golly gee
billy joel, barbra streisand, baez and her blue-eyed bob dylan
carole king, carly simon, csny, celine dion, cat stevens, jim croce, phil collins all so brilliant

and another b event
wonderful lunch time spent
with bro chuck and gm at stanford max opera
later a c-event, chico shopping spree rah-rah

meltdown or bull time
credit crime
grim grime
slime peak
like lipstick on pig

whether you’re a brother
or whether you’re a mother,
you’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive.
feel the city breakin’
and ev’rybody shakin’
and we’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive.
ha, ha, ha, ha,
stayin’ alive…..

matthew 6:19-21 jive and squeal
do not lay up for yourselves treasures upon earth,
where moth and rust destroy,
and where thieves break in and steal….

but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven,
where neither moth nor rust destroys,
and where thieves do not break in or steal;
for where your treasure is, there will your heart be also…

echoed in john 6:27
a 7th heaven in bread unleaven
“do not work for the food which perishes,
but for the food which endures to eternal life,
which the Son of Man shall give to you,
for on Him the Father, even God, has set His seal.”

now that’s a deal
that’s a steal
no bill
cos’ it’s paid for already, the cross-sealed appeal

psalmist david’s appeal (90:12) to the heavens
“teach us to number our days and recognize how few they are;
help us spend them as we should”

jiving with paul newman’s wisdom he left us
“we are such spendthrifts with our lives.
the trick of living is to slip on and off the planet with the least fuss u can muster.
i’m not running for sainthood.
i just happen to think that in life we need to be a little like the farmer, who
puts back into soil what he takes.”