at the break of day we saw a frog
sailing the current into thick fog
at the break of day there was peace
and for certain we had a new lease
of life oozing out of the open petals

in the soft radiance of the  evening
after we had been drinking a sunset
life did a maestro's dance before me
and i knew then that it was my fate
to seek mystic things in perpetuity

in the dead of the live long night
i knew things lay there out of sight
making us tremble in anticipation
of sweet joys or bitter annihilation
on this journey that's a gift divine