Serotonin and dopamine
Begin to stream down upon me
Like a resplendent waterfall
Of eddy electricity
All while blinding me in exuberant tones
Of carmine and saffron
The psychedelic candyfloss
Spins around in the whirlpool
Of a new Indian summer day
It screams its amplified colors
Through waves of isolated trees
Into the bright-eyed sun's distance
Love lifts me high off the grass blades
And takes me to its amber skies
If only all minds were open
We could replant human nature
With the seeds from a different plant
And be born into a new world
Heady stuff, so to speak, M... thought-provoking too. Love the catchy title. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmm intriguing, the reference to an Indian summer did get my attention, as much as the brooding rhythm of this poem.