Caravan of Delights

Awoke this morning to your musings in tunes

that melted this heart of mine; your wisdom kept

its promise of shared hopes and whimsical dreams,

purifying my musical memories of so long ago,

each track a banquet of measurable beauty,

stumbling on my emotions I catch my breath,

your harmonies harpoon me back to the harvest

of flower children, those painted faces of love,

Canterbury scene was where we were at back then,

intoxicating our creative senses; transcending colors,

each track immersed in a Summer haze, leaving an

enchanted and bewitched soul living in the past...

I could write a book, call it Caravan Of Delights,

its cover would be bathed in gold as thoughts emerge

from my mind; calling forth a kindled prowess of

shared moments – lyrics of hope and a zest for life.