Indian Summer Dreams
We sleep a sleep of stones that dream,
Ever through the darkening eons
Centuries pass for those who assume life.
In which dimension thoughts that burn
Find the night of man's return
Looking for the sleep of sloth
To dream away the life-forms spurned.
Where Gaia seeks to transform age
Into those few ephemeral woods,
The amerigine has a living
Only constitutes in breeding
What is his alone.
Outside advance rewards no need,
It serves the master growth forever
Eating resource in the path
of Nature mending with her seed
The human being forests bless.
We seek the shelter of his kinship
Only knowing through a mind-link
Where it was we were begun.
Those few individuals learning
How to break the tie of passion,
Beg all spirits for a sign,
Oh for no days of brotherhood.
We are one with those our brothers,
Though they want no thorny branch
Joined together with their nation,
Thus they say with indignation:
Realization teaches truth;
We will be here when they are gone.