Sunlight breaks on my withered eyes,

smiles drift onto my dreaming mouth,

The water dances over my naked feet,

and pleasure,

sweet aromatic pleasure floats on the mid morning air.

The trees tell stories unheard of before,

and the birds call to their mates,

while I, humble and small,

listen to their triumphant song.

Now, the sun drips off the tangled branches,

creating diamonds on the rushing water,

While the sandy earth plays under my toes,

I slip into blissful nirvana.