Nico Julius Caesar (memento hodie)

Amidst water lily fields white and green Grows a tree And from the tree hang apples Not for you to eat. In a way it matters more Than it did before To see the East voyaging through True hearts of dunes Mirth Birth Reverie There in harmony Somersault caravans of fools As he passes for reply To sing his songs again. He sways to kiss the horizontal ground And from the ground a dove rises And as a mark of honor A mask is left behind Mirth Birth Reverie There in harmony To gentle form and noble force Calm