Through The Door

A CERTAIN MOOD CALL IT CALLING BACK AWARD

NO FLASH NO SOUND JUST A JUXTA FUTURE PRAY

AS WE STARE   DOORS FORMING IN THE AIR

WE RISE AND FORCE LEAVING I BEHIND

 

WE TAKE IT SLOW NOW KNOWING TIME IS GONE

LEAVE THE ROW ROW    WHAT IS GOING ON

GETTING HEAVY   GETTING BRIGHT RIGHT

KNOWING LOOKING THROUGH   CLEARING INSIGHT SIGHT

 

NOW IT’S HOT   ALMOST STARTING TO BOIL

OUR FEET GET BURNED  WE WALK THROUGH SOIL AND CLAY

A CRAZY LOOKING FROGLIKE ANIMAL

WHISPERS WE’RE ON OUR WAY

 

  OO CALL IT CALLING BACK AWARD…

 

AND THEN WE CHANGE AGE STAGE BY STAGE

THROUGH THE DOOR THE DOOR THE DOOR THE DOOR

THEN WE DIVE IN WATER   BREATHING IN

HEY WHERE’S MY PRICE   I GUESS IT CAN’T BE SCORED

 

RIGHT BOYS I’M THROUGH

I SWIM OVER TO THE OTHER SIDE

I SEE MUSHROOMS DANCING   SING SING SING

THEY’RE HEADING FOR ANOTHER DOOR

 

  OO CALL IT…

 

    BACKWARDS BACKWARDS BACKWARDS BACKWARDS

 

  OO CALL IT…

©-82 H Venant