Twas many a year time passing coming going namaste

The bold ones of mighty inner armour fought for right

Might lasting the knight through the night

he said to me

Why do we fight who all believe in right why might we not get on

Can we he said not all just agree to disagree and they did

And behold they did they saw themselves in each other

Each having lived through different pressures each like a snowflake

Falling through time having been the drop of water

All the same

Different Words

Some Spoke of harmony in God`s Creation

Some Spoke of things falling apart everything but harmony puts it back together

Some used the words entropy and renewing harmonic energies

Some talked Evolution and the death of all which can not harmonize with the environment

But they all spoke harmony and on that did agree

So they sat around a Round Table

And King Art was their Tonal Center

Until they traded him in for a cup

A Grail which when rubbed would hum

And this cup was also used long before

By a man named Jesus

At the final supper the night before



(a scream off in the night...)