Meal of the Mind

Yonder in the empty walks
Between the still musing balks
Willow trees are wont to hawk
That there is somewhere we should sit and talk
Have another meal of mind
Take the rest to finish later
Just leave the rest behind
With the constant running meter

Useage of the toll bridge is free
Waived a soul in sudden distress
But letters up to a tee
Strike the hardest to have confess
So have another meal of mind
Take the rest to explain later
Just leave the rest behind
With a constant running metre

Calling out like church bells held high
On faith and pleased company
Calling out that all those are free
To open their hearts and expose to see

Silver as the moonlight can be
Sombre thoughts that scatter and bleed
Rains of metal snowflakes soon weave
A fairest kind of tapestry
To show a meal of the mind
Take into the depths of you
Just leave what you cannot raise high
And call with entire soul as true

Sail on a sea of  blank teeth
Chattering like maws of their lies
Wear a confidence in a wreath
To uplift a will into the skies
Have another meal of the mind
And leave the rest for some time later
For children of the late angels kind
Learn from the lessons with their wonder