A moment lost in the September chill,
Spirit memories in the wind...

On a hillside flowing with Spring's song
The palm trees swirl to the music of my heart...

Golden lights shine in the distance
From my dreams, they summon me...

To the walls of Babylon I float
In the summer heat of centuries...

From this verdant hallowed site
By the plains, forevermore...

The Old Harbor
Went down to the sea today...

Following a winding path up a hill...

Landscape of My Life
Fall River, Massachusetts, late 1950's...

Walking along a moonlit beach,
The colors of night parade in a wind song...

In the Valium stillness
Echoing in the skull caverns of narcotic dreams...

Your shiny mist, empress of the night sky,
Radiates down beyond the mind's eye...

Sing me a song of silver streams
And trees outlined with snow...