In mystic river of thy whim
Amidst golden fish where mermaids beguile
Where hope and dream together swim
Let me drown there for a while
And before my lungs with flood fill
Let me rise then to the brim
And float away as current will
To the sweet sound of a hermit’s hymn
And when I am done floating around
Then lift me up on the tallest mound
So I can hop on the clouds with ease
And race with the southern breeze
And when my time to race is done
Good bye’s said and loved ones kissed
Then spread my ashes one last run
To touch the things I may have missed