Awake
shake dreams from your hair
my pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and the sign of your day
The day's divinity
First thing you see.

A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by its quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy.
the music and voices are all around us.
Choose, they croon, the Ancient Ones
The time has come again
choose now,they croon,
beneath the moon
beside an ancient lake.
Enter again the sweet forest,
Enter the hot dream,
Come with us.
Everything is broken up and dances.