Musings of a Depressed Little Girl "The power of the pen," Someone once said to me "Is much mightier than the sword" And sometimes I wonder why Rocks and trees make up the landscape And the moonlight bleaches out all the colors Two people on a bench Just sitting and talking and thinking Nothing more, nothing less The intellects break free fo their shells, the circles "One is the All," Said the snake as it ate its tail The raven cawed in reply And the dragon flapped his wings All is agreed upon in the universe But should it be wrong the pond says "I told you so."