I find myself walking down a lonely road I know I look withered and am looking For a batch of eloquence to provide A temporary fix to my downheartedness I like the mystique so I asked Mr. Lizard He told me to wait for just a minute as He was pounding away on a grand piano Life goes on; life goes on; what is a moment? There were no raindrops, but it didn’t matter We were under the great circular tent People from all climates were there Even some from Venus and Mars There was no harshness present but The feeling of joy was overwhelming I thought about my life, wondering How did I get this far and is this far enough Mr. Lizard told me in private that He knew very well of lonely roads He assured me that if I just kept walking I would find the village of hope and love That I have been looking for There won’t be dragons or toads Hammerheads or uphill roads You have seen the vengeance; The tar and feathers, but the breaks Have always gone your way You are mystical, too, he told me I will probably never see him again But I will never stop loving him He gave me the greatest gift and You don’t tamper with self-knowledge Flowers began popping up all around us The land was arid and light in color, but Changed to fertile soil that sustained life Flower children were amazed; their prayers answered Sunshine radiated everything about us Music from the piano lifted everyone No one could remember this much ecstasy It was sway time; tango Cordoba Go my heart, go to heaven This will have been, time unremembered Stanski February 6, 2020 ^