From whence the Springtime breezes flow
That cool my sweaty brow?
If only they would linger longer,
I would in them endow.
Oh I am but a mortal man
Whose life is on the go.
There is much more for me to learn,
As each day I find this so.
Let me linger with the sages gone,
Whose wisdom is beyond my pale.
Maybe then I'd get to know
Those secrets behind the veil.
Love ya!
Jane