Chavon

In that year
We had an intense visition
of energy

Signals

When radio dark night existed
& assumed control, & we rocked in its web
consumed by static, & stroked w/fear
we were drawn down long from
a deep sleep, & awaken’d
at dayfall by worried guardeners
& made to be led thru dew wet
jungle to the swift summit, o’er looking
The sea…
~~~

A vast radiant beach & a cool
jewelled moon. Couples naked
race down by its quiet side &
we laugh like soft mad children,
smug in the wooly cotton brains
of infancy.

The music & voices are all around us.

Choose, They croon
The ancient ones
The time has come again
Choose now, They croon
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake

Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream, come w/us.
Everything is broken up
& dances
Jim Morrison – “Far Arden”