The Dead Man's Dream

Once I had a name, forgotten now
 I breathed the air in a century of wonder
 I can hear it now in the darkness of the earth
 Gorgeous machines, the sound they made like thunder
 Great gardens drip honey-jewels and bright birds
 The pageants pass down avenues of splendor
 Ah, long afternoons by enchanted lakes
 Upon elephants, so well I do remember
 Lords and priests and talking beasts
 Golden calves and telepaths
 Crystal skulls and screaming gulls
 Women glowed tattooed with woad
 Colored mists and amethysts
 Men were strong and days were long
 Dragons glide on mountainside
 Mandrake root and angel fruit
 Sighing winds on silver skin
 Creation transubstantiation
 Unicorns, electric storms
 Tunes and runes, we laughed till noon
 Sweet release, eternal peace