Madness a form of sanity

Awaken

from the vast radiant moors

innocent child, youth still yours

signs pointing in adventurous directions

so many paths to take

plenty of decisions here to make

Short of time to perfect the imperfections

golden rain saturates vast pieces of land

couples wonder in hand in hand through temperamental terrain

rock featuring cliff faces within

as the grizzly bear scratches his claws of great authority

Locked inside of a crystal ball

as the madman unwinds in the corner full of wild hysterics

voices and music reverberate within the gigantic tent

loud speakers announcing:

'good evening ladies and gentlemen, mindlessness tonight's form of entertainment'

Ancient spirits decide the time is right to rekindle again

beside the eternally burning, candle lit flame

full moon in the bright nights sky, glows like a lighthouse

wild lanterns illuminate and penetrate the thick darkness

wise owls witnessing spectacles from all around

Never enough seconds in a minute

hardly enough minutes in the hour

short of enough hours in the day

lack of enough days in a week

certainly not enough weeks in a month

under no circumstances, is there enough, months in the year.