Among the sun's lillies, I lay
That where the skyline hits moon rising
Where heat's blanket captures me, warms me.
There, my heart bursts
When I think of the soil
Where I will lay in softly, sweet some day.
Ocean waves I will become
And the oxygen the singers' sung.
The ants built houses
Where the horses run.
And the wind will blow through
Every door, each rung.
Maybe I will return to the land,
Where eternal sleep and dreams are one.
Colors of green and the leaves and trees, imaginative creations
Become undone.