One stands before
the dancing sun
that glistens in the sea
Remembering
green, yellow, blue
and knowing where they’ve been
And where derived
a vision (clear) –
so eloquently chosen
And why we delved
in other’s fear –
ties never to be broken
The sun is spring
the earth is dust
the petals strike anew
And after all
we heard their call
unspoken bears the truth
What one’s heart feels
one cannot doubt –
‘Summerland’ is showing
The pattern glows
(the story flows)
set free your unbeknowing
sensualism 