the falling trees won't crush my spirit

"there's no combination of words
i could put on the back of a postcard..

no song that i could sing
but i can try for your heart.."

(better together, jack johnson)

he was a trickster; a clown; a devious joker;

never had a care for the world but to make merry;

his days were full of tricks and pranks;

pulled on others to make them smile;

played on self when no one was around;

yea he sure knows how to have fun;

so much so that he disregarded things much dearer to life.

she wasn’t a princess but she sure grace like one;

she touched him even without her knowing;

worse even without HIM knowing;

how perfect a man can think his life is?

to be indomitable from the charm of such beauty;

one glance and he fell slightly;

still holding on to his cheers and merry;

many times after and oh he’s so in a snag;

lost in the maze of what’s probable.

(end of part 1)