The crescent moon in the sky just had a glimpse through my
eye.
It’s the end of dark night, as the sun wants to come out
bright…
The start of dawn, with rays of the rising sun…
Offering inception to a newborn… gaze into the day had just begun
The hurtling clouds in the sky make me wanna catch them and
fly!
The sweet sounds to a flowing river, the slight chill in the
winds made me quiver.
The streets seemed quiet, empty and flaw… As I walk into the
woods, a man with a saw…
He looks at me but senses no danger, accompanying himself
with the forest ranger…
Beyond the woods, stood the king of falls… I was warned to
stay put, by one and all…
A force so strong, a fall so tall… As the repercussions were
borne by all…
The sun approached directly overhead, time to look for some
shade and bread…
Time for the chillum, to come out and blow… to wait for the
sun, to lay a little low…
Drag after drag; puff after puff… the magic of marijuana,
the peace & harmony…
The sound of the falls was the music in the trip… the sun setting
low, the skies on a flip…
A never-ending journey, into the wild… Away from the world, the
social tide…
Its dark outside, I see a unicorn… Maybe its real, maybe the
marijuana was too strong…
Trying to follow, a path that leads… I wound up in a place,
beyond all needs…
A place so simple, yet so strong… how can someone leave,
thinking its wrong?
Away from the chores, the daily grind… a place so pure, is
one of a kind…
The world seemed a better place, now that I was lost…
between the snows, waiting to defrost…
The day seemed to end, the sun setting between the
mountains. It was time for the crescent moon in the sky, to take another
glimpse through my eye!
