As the sun sets across the horizon I see how flat the earth is believed to be From left to right my eyes scroll Over the valley, rainbow, into a strange eternity
The golden chariots riding on the skyline Booming chants of the future from another era I attach myself to the story once heard before Envisaging my former being as perhaps an ephemera
I relive the day, the noon till the night As twilight beckons the nightingale's dawn Saluting the sun from the heart of the lotus pond For before, now and after are all from our own antiphon