There are places on this earth
Where time is the answer
To every question
Where time is the answer
To every question
Time, and Nature
In harmony
Time, and Nature
In harmony
Smoke on smoke
Thickens, on the rise
Islands and mountains
Fading, in steps of blues and tourquoise
Feeling
very small
and finite
With twists and turns
I’m never sure
Just where
The road takes me
They come to rise up
Then to speed down
To glide on silken slopes
The graceful arc of edges
All I need is
A canoe
A paddle
And a clear, calm mountain lake
With every stroke
I feel my tensions release
My thoughts slide down my arms
Into the paddle