Break of day, naked bar modesty clad,
eyes shut and in cruciform pose I stood
on a lush carpet grass and feeling glad
to be alive and knowing all is good.
They fear that a peculiar madness calls,
but have not felt dew touch like diamond dust,
heard the sound of rain long before it falls
or seen waking roses to sunlight thrust.
Few have felt the earth pulse beneath their feet
or known with certainty much lies beyond,
that with yourself is everything complete
and each of us linked by common bond.
If only these moments were in stone cast
would this my sweet ecstasy forever last.