Psychics Prayer

Psychic's Prayer

Have I given today?

Loaned without discerning?
Have I longed today?

WANTED without yearning?
Have I observed this day?

Saw it without learning?
Have I cried a tear?

Wept out without mourning??

My Mind....my dear mind, why these games you play with me?
Brother be kind, just unwind.....take me on a trip beyond the Sea...
Darling eyes you who are the twins sons of mother light...
Shine bright, shine on.....give back Father sun his right..
While he makes his CELESTIAL flight.

Naughty Tongue, how many times have I told you to stay still?
You better watch out don't curse so much in April...
Your edge is sharper than the Butchers blade..
You make their heads roll fast...
At least spare the Guy on his funeral day..
Don't say `Another one bites the dust!'---

And Heart o mine, you who are the heartless o them all!
Someone here tries to bother you and you roll into an ice-ball..
Who will feed them blood I pray?
And what will distant legs say?
Feed them their daily bread n wine well,
Come High-water or HELL!!

And all of you my body parts be strong and do belong...
We all have been made from Air n earth n fire n water..all along,
So buck up now and sing a song and lend me a helping hand..
And we`ll get along mighty fine in this strange cold psychic land.

And when we makes those faces smile and tears are wiped away,
Pack up our bags and wrap these bones lets just call it a day..
For what we did not do in June; just got done with a simple tune...
Came here just to unite you and leaving for our Himalayas soon...
Wishing u a lovely full-moon!

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I don't think you are loco, Kiddo. But it is la vida loca for sure. It ain't easy feeling all those things. It is a cold land, that is true. A heartfelt prayer, blood brother.