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.