Tilted towers within the mind
wakes ideas on morning's chime
A spark of sun within your day
brings us faith in time to pray.
A loaf of bread
a bowl of beans
A daily meal
of meager means,
Some muddy water
to quench our thirst
To search life's desert
in time of hurt.
A sound of music
touches the land
An ocarina
plays by the sand,
A banjo, fiddle,
and a guitar or two
Brightens sad days
with a lively tune.
A touch of joy
with a pound of pain,
Is what life is
in existence's game;
But,---to find a love
and share in kind,
A feast you'll have
till the end of time.