A Better Sung 'Morrow


In my visionary I see forever, 

Like a sparrow with a spyglass,

From atop a crest of a splendid alp, 

A pantomime of a paper moon.

In shallow waters of dreams, I rest,

Beneath afar away pagoda,

A path to eternal life,

With shadows in my tea.

As light of my eyes dim,

In nearness I feel your caress,

Sweet Blossom of the noon,

A pantomime of a paper moon.

And as the snows of Fujiyama,

Whisper to me sayonara,

And my breath lay mellow,

On a bed of lilies and scrimshaw.

In shallow waters of dreams, I rest,

Beneath afar away pagoda,

Soon to be, a better sung 'morrow.

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