Things Without Things..

Of a precipice devoid of fear,
Of a plunge without a gear.
In a war without a shout,
In a seat of minimal clout.
Loving without want,
Giving without grant.
Humming an old song,
Being a child all along.
Cheering without being envious,
Eating without being desirous.
Helping without being greedy,
Thinking without being needy.
Laughing without a reason,
Being brave without treason.
Walking on stones and not grass,
Playing flute and not bass.
Living life without being dead,
Emerging from the green and not red.