The Fourth Quadrant
Oh, beautiful design
How do I express
All that is mine
As it came in a moment
So circumspect 
Amid all of the anger
That I reject
To be like a flower
Its petals unfurled
You say you know something
But it’s just the world
That lays heavy on
The frame of you
You’re waking up
And I am too
To a degree of beauty
Heretofore unseen
Oh, all of life
Is but a dream
Held in the
Consciously aware
Do you join your hands
Together in prayer? 
And if you do
Do you know what’s there
I answer coz
I meet your stare
Like leaves in the ocean
Blown there from trees
It’s deeper than thought
Or what you believe
It’s music to ears
That listen for joy
It’s all of my heart
Not a power ploy