the sight of first light hitting tree tops with mountain lake backdrop makes me stop
in awe of what i saw i draw art with sea stones 'till i'm too tired to bother
then watch the sunset reflect off receding sea water
walk through ancient forests or run around without shoes
drink and sing songs until we're drunk enough to steal canoes
or sit out by the lake and listen to the frogs
smoke cigarettes with sage and dedicate them to dead gods
watch otters eat fish watch deer eat grass
sit by the fire 'till the logs turn to ash
and when the fires gone and the last embers die
we'll fall asleep on the lawn, looking up at the sky
in awe of what i saw i draw art with sea stones 'till i'm too tired to bother
then watch the sunset reflect off receding sea water
walk through ancient forests or run around without shoes
drink and sing songs until we're drunk enough to steal canoes
or sit out by the lake and listen to the frogs
smoke cigarettes with sage and dedicate them to dead gods
watch otters eat fish watch deer eat grass
sit by the fire 'till the logs turn to ash
and when the fires gone and the last embers die
we'll fall asleep on the lawn, looking up at the sky
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Posted By evinoa to adventures in dementia at 7/08/2007 11:04:00 AM
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