September 2000 by Flying Stone
A trip to a desert, and what did you see?
An ocean of sand
a street like a band
the sun cooking air to a mirror
Don’t be in ashamed to open up your heart
Tears will fall apart, oh, tears will fall apart
Tears will fall apart
tears will fall apart
A trip to a Buddha, and what did you see?
A wise silent face
a dress made of waves
erotic female wrist and hip
A walk through a bazar, and what did you see?
Dark watching eyes
invitations to buy
children that joke and say hello
A trip through philosophy, and what did you see?
Hearts searching for
to open the door
to the secrets of life and beyond
© 2000 Flying Stone