Ah Mudra, light of love, your poem is so sweet
I'm sure when you walk there are petals at your feet
Your light shines on all, the fools and wise alike
Fear has no place, it's peddaling off , on a bike.
When we, the assembled, look in to our hearts
We link with each other, (My God....it's full of stars)
Just what did Dave see, floating above Triton
Was it that he'd left the bathroom light on ?
I walk the path, and I digress, from serious tone
To foolishness
But I have no doubt, for I feel in my heart
that you are with me, and we all shall feel as one.
So toilet paper in hand, I go into the wood,
tin foil hat on head, this should be good...
