Art Of Living Poem by Wayne Falconer

Art Of Living



Well now I've heard how
nothing will compare with,
well man, well lady
the art of living.

Might take your lifetime
to begin to know
could take an age
before you might fathom.

Well you might be man
just defrosted in love
easy to lose your way
perhaps view another window.

Such as natures world
might act as catalyst
open up left field door
to allow the right connection.

While some study night star
look through astrological eye
to uncover and discover so
the bigger smaller unseen.

But the planet wheels turn
as we look both left
look right through starry eye
look to define stars so.

But know finally in love
holds the right universal chord
again I'll swear nothing
compares with art of living.

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