I still admire

I have no head, no heart, no love, no fear
Invisible to all who seek to find
Just living patiently with what is near.

The angel of the river stayed to steer
She knew I was detached from my own mind
I have no head, no heart, no love, no fear

Down the mountains, wildebeest career
He took me there into his double bind
Just living pwith the beasts is very dear

But nonetheless, I sometimes tried to veer
Blown away and flying with the winds
I have no head, no heart, no love, no fear

He followed me and  drenched me in his tears
I never wished to be so cruel, unkind
Just living in the mystery with so near.

Life itself will follow no straight lines
And gifts us with extraordinary finds
I have no head, no heart, no love, no fear
My eyes are open to the works I  still admire.