I was told to come, walk on the path;
Led by the children of my fantasies,
They showed me many things, all
Real, yet not in what we call
The corporeal. They journeyed with me to a place
Of majesty. All the sounds spoke of fluid revelation;
The signs of untold revelation.
There are no values in that place
At the end of the path, all rapped in love
And beyond a well spoken mind.
I asked my lovely children there:
Are there no values at that place?
They answered with a complacent smile;
And silently spoke of true harmony.
Then I realized they must have no values,
All rapped up but not in greed.
Just a love and knowing how to live with
The eternal beauty provided them;
The eternalness of a now, of a futures past.