dropping a sign

changing the symbol changes the whole sense
we go from altitude down to the core
from fullest grace to places we abhor
and all we do turns out to be pretense
our choice was made when we were being dense
and though we tried we failed to swoop or soar
to do those things we'd planned to do before
all of our hopes now go into suspense
you think this is some kind of magic pill
that changes frogs into princely shape
but you are wrong this is no such device
what we have here is a besetting ill
that leaves each of us in the form of ape
and lets us know quite well what is our price

voluntary decree

in clarity of noon the forest glows
we listen as the leaves begin to fall
and see in proper place a single rose

we got our answer rightly on the nose
the world we found out now is very small
in clarity of noon the forest glows

there is no reason for the gate to close
you note the light upon the garden wall
and see in proper place a single rose

praise of the moment would seem grandiose
there is so much that we have to recall
in clarity of noon the forest glows

this is no time for slumber or repose
you have to set things up within the hall
and see in proper place a single rose

now is the time for one who thinks he knows
the meaning of the days when they are tall
in clarity of noon the forest glows
and see in proper place a single rose

slight encouragement

somewhere a message has been left for you
all of your friends have gone on far ahead
there is some wine here still and some soft bread

the world that opens up is not quite new
but that's no reason for disdain nor dread
somewhere a message has been left for you

once you depart the city fades from view
in a short time your feet have turned to lead
your mind is filled with thoughts of of rest and bed
somewhere a message has been left for you