Close your eyes
Clothe them
In September’s sun
In flower power
Paisley patterns
Let your mind wander and run
Doze there in daydreams
Arose to touch the precipice
And walk along the paths of joy
Close your eyes
Who knows what thoughts
Therein have been strung
Instead we rest
In now it is the how we vest
Of times so far unsung
Chosen there in maybe’s
Or exposed
To a different drum
Who glows; oh now so
That we may mean
The setting of the simpler sun
