Old Grey Beard

Soft Grey Calm

Touches gently on the frequencies all around

Sorting through an assortment of vibrations apparent in the stars

Until it finds Love through the never ending shroud

A Shady Grey Figure

Wills itself into existence

To begin painting the ultimate ethereal picture

Drifting thoughtlessly through the dream-time with persistence

Endless Grey Plains,

Seamlessly created easily enough,

From deep within an imagination untrained,

Recklessly setting a path to connect with such Love.

Soft Grey Clouds afloat overhead,

Sprinkling tiny diamonds that shine in the sun,

Upon ancient forests of giant Eucalyptus trees that spread,

God's breath so selflessly to everyone.

Old Grey Beard,

So wise beyond all means,

With eyes much darker than they appear,

After creating all of existence we do see.