Spin, spin!

Spin spin, coloured windmill
Spin spin, your magic until
The colours they blur to become one
And on that day
I'll know my time spinning to your dance
Will be done
And all the colours we'll have spun
Will roll out to reveal
The beautiful tapestry of just one
Of many lives
Woven from the warm threads
Trailing the journey of that big old ball of sun!

Play!

Life is playing a song
Listen!
- Are you dancing?
You should be.

We should all turn our heads
To face the music
To hear what it is saying

After all,
We are merely the instruments
- An orchestra
Our lives are playing...

Still.

In these quiet moments
My heart is the sky
I can see
When I look over my head.

Keep You Warm.

Sitting here thinking of you
It's springtime
But the colours you feel are blue

Don't you know
You don't have to paint this sky alone
We share this universal home
So hand me a brush
And I'll paint you a sun
It will keep you warm
Until you remember how to shine again.

Happiness Is Shared.

What did I do
To be given the gifts of friends like you?
Laughter shared
Is weightless,
Yet worth more than any weight in gold
When sitting here
I see, how lucky am I
To witness our stories unfold
With the likes of you all.

Have Your Fill.

Hey you,
Don't zip that jacket over your heart
Don't keep it in there, in the dark

I know you're worried,
Worried it might get cold
But if you don't let it out to play
It'll only grow old

You gotta empty yourself,
To have your fill.

Undoing.

We're all born undone
- Free
Bundles of joy
And no concept of who we 'must'
Or 'should' be...

Then as we grow
Structures, society's, situations
Shape our malleable minds
- Subtle indents
So easily are we influenced
And tamed by fear
Of the sheer need
To 'fit in'

But as with a puzzle
It is our individual shapes
Our con caves and con curves
That meet to make the match
To hatch the bigger picture

But before it can be one
Each and every one of us
Must once again
Learn to come undone.

Dusk.

Shadows on the sky
- The trees decorate a dusk canvas
Making patterns in my eyes

Here, I'm all I'll ever need to be
Here, the only company I keep
Is the wind that wraps me up
And the ground that plants my feet

And as the sun sets
I blend with all the shadows
And I am one with the evening light
And everything is as it should be
Here,
As day becomes night.

An Ode to the Australian Tax Office.

Taxed to the max
ATO got me trippin' and strippin'
Me of my bling bling
Kissin' half my wage goodbye
Makes a sister wanna cry
Yo yo
Any penny's in the house?
No, no
Cos' the tax office gate crashed this party
Cleaned me out
Interrupting the
Cash
Flow
Nowhere to go
And all the piggy banks holler
Hey HO!
Where'd all the coin go?
Well yo yo, little piggy's
It was the ATO wolf - came to blow, blow
The house down
And in a gust of tens, twenties and fifties
He left town
Leaving me to eat bread gone stale
While my hard earned cash
Pays for Centrelink and new look tickets for Cityrail.
Word to your mother.