Life in the Gondola

Floating so freely, this life in the gondola- taking each moment like apples to eat. You've got your confidence, I've got my sentiments. I think we compliment, difinitely. Give me your hand and I'll be your informer. Look in my eyes, tell me what do you see? One straight line- me to you- never bending through and through. You are a cataract, I am a waterfall- splishing and splashing our way to the sea. Over the mountians and under the rainclouds we make our way westward with positive speed. I believe gravity brings us down where we should be. Honesty. I can say honestly: I couldn't care anymore. Some say the moon is just nature's balloon. I couldn't tell you for sure. I don't know Nietzsche and you don't know calculus. What we don't know sure can't hurt us at all. Thirty feet in the air- floating freely without cares. I'll be the first to admit- we've got more problems than our limitations. And lest you ever forget- just try hard not to forget. You do your best, I'll to the rest. Life in the gondola: happy and blessed.