You are rooting finally devouring sweaty lace traces in ambient dim-lit places
you are arched incomprehensibly innate to the ultimate expression of the now
you are bridging red shores and brunette your black bob coiled in cotton
you are starting to understand why we brought you here
Freedom in the forms that only Nature can spread with Her hands
freedom in the sub domain of rogue river drifters’ cool etheric sprawls
freedom from the myriad theories of continuous creation
freedom as it lies floating in a pond it is a dead leaf like any other
Anywhere we breathe until our eyes are wide open or solemnly shut
anywhere a pulsar puts off a vibe or great pyramidal sarcophagi phantoms
anywhere you go we go with you in flowing calm
anywhere the rain falls
And so it comes to this another end
and with this little death the ascension of acoustic fulfillment
and chambered in willow shade or muddy banks
and so it is