Open to the Public

The Coming And Going of the Manifestations of thought

I Liken My Mind to a Beautiful Park
Where Everyone and Everything are Welcome
And the Park Ranger to my Conscience

The Coming and Going of Nature is free
But People Mostly must Pay a Fee

There Are Those That Sneak in or Around
And thanks to the Ranger Most Are Found

Whether Large Park or Small
There is Beauty In them All

Unfortunately Occasionally
The Park Must be Closed by the Ranger
He Doesn't Mind Patrolling
and Looking out for Danger

Natural Disasters are just part of the job

The only part that makes him Rash
Is Cleaning Up Someones Trash