Lush green of variant shades cloud my vision with the hush of tranquility There is no mystery here only the simple drop of sunlight that can't quite penetrate I can remember the times on this grass with you when we stretched out in Nirvana and I'm not certain where you've gone but this blissfulness entrances me enhances me so I am one in essence with this triumphant fertility that makes not even the slightest rustle
And here in Nirvana, I can crawl on my belly keeping to myself avoiding the bright sun until I reach the newest dream that whispers tales in the ripples
But here, ignorance is reflected in the disturbance of a shimmering pond as a snake enters the water and slithers across my face There have been no creatures here before and all I can think is what a beautiful thing
Leaves fall down and wither at my feet branches brush my shoulders and I am annoyed that they try to hold me back All I want is to glide my hand across those scales to stroke that body before it goes and I am left wondering
So I bend down before the pond and I can't hear my peaceful song and its' tongue flicks out to greet me so so sweetly and I can't understand why the snake is now laughing or why I'm sweating or how I came to notice that I'm feeling captured not enraptured So I creep back, and I run towards the brightest sun and the snake is gone as I break through the ferns that snap and whimper goodbye and I see the edge to the unknown land
Maybe I could choose to strut forward or sink back but I'm forgetting I can't image the soft greens The pond seems muggy in my memory and your face is blocked, now we'll never meet
And I'm so fearful of the colours that I don't remember so I plow into the mist and I never truly "know" but I can feel as I lose my Nirvana