Cartwheels of the Soul

Slip and turn take me away from here says the conscience to the soul Spokes as firm as earth slowly adhere ways of life are known, their goal ... Wagons circle dusty roads and curbs rays of light emitted from the sun Water is thicker then personal orbs rotate your eyes, fix them on none Move to the rhythm of your heart for ways are crooked these days don't give away your widsom's art frontier your soul with om'lays with every slip and turn the cartwheel grows with every slip and turn, the wind blows....