Snake Warrior, his island sits
A coral fort above this marsh...

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

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

By Newport's waters, I once met
A fair maid on the windy beach...

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

While walking on a long dirt road
In forest depths, with trees so tall...

All knowing rain gods shimmering in the breeze,
Taking the form of dampened trees...

In the mystic moments of Winter's silent scene
Lies a realm of moonlight, so precious and serene...

At the gates of gloom,
By the shores of midnight waters...

A tower, high above in the blue dusk sky
Friends gathered neath astronomy's sacred place...

Intrepid these winds that swirl through the...
On white marble clouds that coalesce in silence...

Silver ripples swirl in motion
Like small waves upon an ocean...