Soilder

Appears for the third year 
Shift up the gear
Burst my mind open like a champagne bottle
Heavenly music spills out
New green pastures grow in front of my eyes
An old new feeling
Maybe I shouldn’t go into the year at the edge of Everest
The wisdom of an acacia tree grows in my chest
Mother oozes joy and nectar
Life is fun
Life is a drum
Thank You God
Now is a gift in bow