Was when water wet the earth
And the leaves were all ablaze
Met with a gift of health
In a morning's misty haze

I stumbled to the dawn
Or did it roll to me
Plastered on pageantry
Wreathed in misery

Rolled on to the rhyolite
Held a cigarette to defend
And in the morning, rays of joy
Silhouetted in the shrill wind

What a wild child
Laughing in the breeze
Little loves of mine
This one to the knees

Eyes like dissonance
Altering with the sight
Shades of mountain mornings
In crystals of autumn light