Seeking that good kinda din
where I can sit and think again
while sipping my dragonfly gin
letting that distilled infusion
be my medicine
and something not necessarily harmful
to the spirit within

Seeking that good kinda din
where I can sit and think
a remembering why kinda place
so I rode my old bike down
down to my favourite river fork
to offer up gifts
to the Old Man and St Mary
I was grooving with
that sweet and heady inshallah vibe

Just grooving with those
sweet and hearty Inshala vibes
making me feel the opposite of heavy
when a higher self popped up
to remind, treasures buried become
weathered and harried
so I sat down, slipped my shoes and socks off
breathed in deep and got ready

Seeking that good kinda din
where the consciousness be growing again
the kind, you know, where its kinda
like a begin again