I want to be in paradise on earth
Free from all disgusting man-made dirt.

Roll on grasses
With no itches
Soak in water
‘Til I’m cleaner
Breathe the fresh air
Shun all despair!

Make me one with God’s prior creations
Filtering all worldly pollutions.

Sleep with the beasts
Feel them at least
Swim with fishes
Cleanse blemishes
Fly with the birds
Clouds we traverse!

Because I want to be one with nature
Making slower my mortal rupture.

-11/27/2011
(Dumarao)
*First Incubus Collection