“…but lay thy sword / aside / And lean upon a peasant’s staff” -Wordsworth
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall …
Are You an Old Soul?
Sometimes we march in step along the route
At other times we seem to fly in pairs
Or sometimes trudge a lonely path in the night
And hear the music of a thousand spheres
Sometimes I’m old, but then you smile just so
And I am young – there’s magic in your soul
