73

2nd October 1951

Gordon Matthew Thomas

Sumner

Solicitous moons

And

Solipsisious suns

Guiding you through

Your dreams

Every animal

Translated

Into the orchestra of

Sound

A delicate butterfly wing

And the pace of a

Humming bird

To practice your instruments

Individually

But when you bring

Them all together

Magic happens

The orchestra of life

The strife

Of 3 billion people

This morning

For their healing

And their feeling

The Priestess

And

The Goddess

Dancing through

Your finger tips

Rainbow eyes

Written in the skies

‘Don’t stand so close to me’

Every drop

In that waterfall

Of mystical rhythm

The unique clap

Freeing you from every

Trap

Astral projection

Amadeity’s protection

Happy Birthday boy

A man of such fortitude

And

Grace

For they did not truly

Understand you

But it’s written in you

Every line

And

Every hair

Speaks wonders

In my truthful glare