it saint so...

mornings
quiet and bathing in suns
spinach growing to be another thing completely
transformation
dear friend
into an harmonica playing
vagabond
hit me
on the head
so that new ideas could form like
good ol' moses man
play a tune
dance a lil dance
jiggle your shinny ones
whats it for?

The saints go marchin
and I stand here
asking
wisdom springs galore
whats it all for?