hearts are cups
to hold
the liquid
that flows
through our souls
the pulsating beat
of a mind on the run
fueled by expressions
passions emotions

so much room to love
in a big golden chalice
flickering in the sunrise
waltzing with the moonbeams
many things out there to absorb
to fill yourself up to the brim
with such a bubbly magical brew
a taste beyond compare
such a sweet intoxication
from the fruits of the heart

and if the cup runs empty
one only needs to reach
deep in the ocean of dreams
with a golden bucket
to refill our souls with the fluid
the true nectar of the gods
the drink to quench a thirsty heart
to reset the rythm of the beat
of the pulse of the universe
to set the heavens to music

so let us lift our glasses high
and toast the sun the moon
the stars the earth and the water
and all that comes together
to inspire us with its beauty
and raise up our souls
on the power of the thumping
high enough that we can see
above all the desert and cold
of a world gone dry
and into the fluidity
of the beauty we can all become
if we just spare the precious time
to drink it all in...