Psychedelic III

You forget
You are and you are not
The flowers? The foam?
Who are we not?
Where have they gone?
Where are we all?

A tree you see, and hold to it
Waving legs, persisting heart

Fresh the wind
That from the leaves
A message green
It gives to thee

You float again
on candy tasting waves
Your line of thought
Long since lost away
Abandoned
You float
Nothing and all
You go, you go.