Indian Lemon



Have you ever floated?I have 
Listening to Ro-me-ro at the height of spirituality
Legislative quarters, Angwa I swore my feet didn't touch the ground 
So I know 
They are dashing their lives at eternal law
love lives simply and grade all on its path
Twigs may waylay but  love is loftier than clouds
We repair to God the all encompassing sieve
On why we must discount this life.
In order to do his work and chose this path
Patiently grow into the sour, an Indian lemon
stillness can only achieve 52 things in a year 


Giving up the corporeal body swimming with the tide of the wind
Was there ever anytime you weren't attacked?
Just be good, whistle while trekking 
Trekking a university for a useless degree
Trekking a circuitry for a slave of a job
Trekking for a child you find out wasn't yours
A business a quiet reading and good sleep are My lot 
Love now for ever nd ever, till we travel again
Patent grow into your sour, an Indian lemon
and do what you want, when, and again