Hello, Heaven ! - Somewhere Else
Thursday, May 23, 2013
The Sands Of
A free style song or poem
by
Francis William Bessler
Composed at
in
modified slightly at home in
I'm standing here in the sands of
in dear ole
I'm wondering if man will ever come to understand
how easy Life is to know.
It's not complicated - just don't overrate
a sense of community in the flow.
It's not a matter of three or four - or more -
to set your life aglow.
It's only one. Start there for your fun.
Look at yourself - and from there, Go.
I'm standing here in the sands of
in a place they call
There's lots of people here, playing about the Square,
but only some are singing a meaningful tune.
There's no meaning to life - unless we're all alike;
that's the key to finding the truth.
There's no strangers about - amidst all the shouts,
regardless of styles and perfumes.
Just be amazed - that we're all the same
as equal children of the sun and the moon.
I'm standing here in the sands of
about a hundred miles from Chichen-Ista -
where ancient Mayans thrived, believed that to survive,
they had to sacrifice some of their people.
It's the same ole story - in which many find glory;
it's the way of many temples.
Sadly, each must vow - and to a choice god, bow -
to provide necessary example.
It's said, just do your part - never mind your heart -
lest your nation itself be trampled.
I'm standing here in the sands of
and out there is an ocean.
People are having fun - swimming under the sun;
it's like a big vacation.
It's the way it should be - that's my belief -
all should belong to that nation.
There's no reason why - we can't survive
as one without commotion.
Just treat each the same - that's the way
of living my
I'm standing here in the sands of
and my vision is so clear.
Everyone's the same - that's why bright is the day;
there's no need to live in fear.
Just smile and say - Have a Happy Day -
and wipe away all of those tears.
Come along with me - and let's be free
to get drunk without a beer.
Toss away your cares, know life is fair -
and Believe that Heaven is Here.
I'm standing here in the sands of
gentle from head to toe.
My arms stretch wide - as I comprise
the best that man can know.
The sky is bright. In me is no fight
because my soul is all aglow.
The reason, my friend, is I have no sin
because God is in my growth.
There is no way - I should be ashamed
of my
I'm standing here in the sands of
in dear ole
as the sands - between my toes commands
to know the worth of my soul.
All I need, for sure, to be free
is to know I'm equal, you know.
It's as simple as that. Never mind the flap.
Just get lost in the flow.
You can be - just as free as me -
and play in the
Until next time, Adieu!
Your Bella Vita host,
Will Bessler
(Francis William Bessler)