Cheers, catch you on the flip side.
Trip’n Off To There
In a distant land the rains fell in silent sheets
and we slowly wander down a tree lined street
A brown water river winds through time half fast
carrying the present portion of future into the past
Over temple walls, chiming bells serve up prayer calls
and from orange robed supplicants soft prayers fall
While outside the walls life surges around in chaos
and from the mix of energy and life, destiny the Fates toss
Towers tall and river life mix, people move through the day
in crowds of many colors and many different words to say
Interleaved lives sharing a place, a time, blended common cause
where one needs to understand the shifting rules and laws
Subtle art of tree and stone, ink lines capture scenes afar
and gilded temples amid bicycles and sputtering cars
As visitors capture the passing sights on endless film and chip
and locals sigh and pass them by, their fruity drinks to sip
This is but the usual fare of those who seek the mysteries
here, Off The Beaten Path, who knows what one sees
So stay alert and stay subtle sharp, treasures to divine
in a land of fantasy beyond all the well known signs