I live inside a world
of poetry and
(I am strong!)

And I remember every angel I have
seen along the many, many miles I
have come

And I have seen men broken and bewildered
huddled by the side of dirt roads, and these
children, these souls were
sent by god to show me
how the buddhas live

And I have been taken by spectres of light
deep into magical forests
(lain in the arms of a paradise so
complete it is always with me)