my mind is put back togther by the sun and the day,

i arrive back from the land of sleep
the Languid Seeeeducitve Land of Sleep
The Garden of Dreming Delights
delights to enlighten us

I went out to the Fields of Dreams, 
to harverst my soul for myself.
It looked like a spray of purple hyacinth
It smelled sweet, but i pick, it,
Broke it off, stopped it to grow,
But everynight i go back and drop 
the hyacinth upon the ground.
My soul she grows up and out,
flies and flies, the Flower of Heaven.

Much faith and laughter, do bring the laughing trees,,
together.  They laugh and Play,
like the Kittens in a box, like puppies rolling,
and biting each others ears'
The trees rise up, their truth to tell, what do they tell us?
Dancing in the Wind.
DanceintheWind, with the Laughing Trees,
Laughing Trees
Feel them strong and growing, much growth,
much Strength, much strength in the Bones of the Earth.
Much faith and laughter, I.

I search for the perfect simile, 
Lke the smile of the pearl, 
the Smile of the Pearl of the Moon,
The words they slide and jumble,
in the Crystal Stream of my Mind.
PerfectSimile, perfect Self,
I smile at myself, and myself smiles back.
My Pearl Smile similes at the Moon, playing
with the Laughing Trees, tshe slides,
Down to the Field of Dreams, where she grows all night long,
she stretches out to feed the Trees and the wind,
the grass and the flowers,
I pick my pearl Smile, and put it in my ear,
I swallow it whole,
It goes up,
to my Crystal Mind, Glows
glows and shines, waits
she glows happily smiling all aglow,
till,
the end of the day and i visit the Field of Dreams,
I replace my Soul-Smile, 
and she replaces me,
and we fly over the Field of Dreams.