The Beast of the Bard

Watch it come tumbling down
From awareness you are around
Not one has yet to skip a beat
Bowed graciously before your feet.

You are the need we clamored for
The Beast of Boast, of the Bard
Each of us doth reach quite deep
To step beyond pleasure we seek.

Not one stepped forward to deny
Neither you not them nor I
Could resist the pull to join in the fray
The Beast of the Bard spoke of Love today.

DelCano 2003,Jan