Before the fall the party evenings … danced for you.
Farewell my friend, you lived for now … like a Queen of Wands.
Swelling streams in rushing voice … do you hear the voice?
Reminding us we nearly drowned in swamps before the fall … It was the first cold day.
But a day in very essence is the centre of a life; we must love this day!
For it is all. A day is all.
As the jigging wind whispered change … and the rise of
truth.
Is it you I hear within it calling … “Freedom is the
proof!”
You lived, you died, you're living now … beyond our
wildest dreams.
Your perspective must be very live … you see what we
don’t see.
Ruffled files of mixed emotions, friendship on its knees …
The troll beneath our bridge.
But we know that we can roll it, we could not hope to control it; we will learn one day!
For it is all. A day is all.
Autumn shadows; the smell of roasting sensimilla … you did love.
Before the fall we learned to be strong … you’d have
loved that too!