The scribe of platitude kingdom
sat to the right of the King
With a notion he motioned
for a pen and paper without commotion the King granted the favor as the King knew thoughts were fleeting and flew
Like the hummingbird sings
in the afternoon
For the scribe arrives
at the idea he prescribes
and knows the flow is as a river delivers
the message to the ocean and as the King agrees the thoughts
are but a notion brought on
Like a bird in the night finding
daylight but an hour away
Though the night bird sings, the
King agrees the song should
be counted on as soon as the tune
arrives, for the scribe, the paper
in hand is in demand and the idea is handed before him
Though it may be fleeting
and may be lost like the water
which evaporates from the boiling pot
He has to act on the fact the thought
may not come again unless it is written
for the favor of the King
And the scribe accelerates to the page
in the hand and has his pen demand the
words pressing on the paper without a
second to lose
As the second thought is but the muse
as the song belongs to the platitudes
and the scribe arrives at being with the freedom to ask and it is given
to write it down for it is written
The scribe imbibes on the words
heard in his head, as the music soothes
the mystery said, in poetry read
the words chosen for the reading is
mostly receding back to the original moment when the pen in hand understands the urgency of the land
To continue writing the journey of
pouring out his heart on the paper
and page making beautiful music of melody to engage in writing the moment the idea formed to give as the wave gave what was given the Kingdom driven in the need of emotion to the notion the scribe revives starting a commotion as the song arrives
The courtyard begins to start to sway and the beat begins to spark and play
saying, how can the platitude kingdom
begin to sing for the peace of the land,
and not be in a peaceful situation?
For war is fear, and fear is control,
as for peace it is the opposite
of what appears in the polls
For the song sings of peace as
it rings throughout the land, and
as the message rings clear
the fantasy began to sing the words written to song as peace increases the world to belong, for these words are heard of the dancers who chance there is more to lyrics than what the scribe answers, for the song is belonging to the world and the ears to sing along and be unafraid of what appears.
The king may think of all that commences as the Jester dances as the King leans with his senses. The dance enhance the words to sing for the day sings away to bring a fortune at the bottom of the ocean as old as the sea which swallowed up the ship to be lost as we want the treasure chest without the lock intact for whom so ever finds it beyond the ages must act as ocean waves uncovers the treasure under the sands of time to be prepared to claim the gold within the lines for the true owner is not known or even witness to the discovery in the scribe for a peace, rather than war, and a chance we can love together and live forever beyond more corruption in man we can be humbled as the scribe is timid as when he fumbled for the pens conclusion of what peace means for the institution to please and sing for the king to redeem the ones who grit their teeth and complain, for they do not have enough today and are incomplete, but if you simply live for today, you can have all your needs until you sleep and save peace in your heart,
As the sun breaks out
Over the horizon and
The morning awakes to
The swan upon surprising
and the bald eagle appears in
The sky as we all are called
To appear aware as the deer are tall and perking their ears straight up to hear any predator near as we are also here to enjoy the moment and appear aware as the bear in the forest looks for berries, or the salmon upstream searching for a ground to breed and believe the cycle of life succeeding
and peace is balancing between the trees and the breeze where nests rest for the eagles quest as they please
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