Cannabis

Sweeter music falls from the air,

Assuaging the restlessness.

I am the sultan of smoke,

The slow man surrounded by speed.


Joy of Sufis and scholars,

Connect the clouds and earth!

Are you ready for The Secrets,

The Arouser of Thought?

Ah yes, I am besotted

With the world as it is,

(Or as it is not),
Knowing nothing, and happy

To know nothing.


I love the deep,

Strangely at home there.

I love the changes,

I am not afraid.

Eat, sleep, make love,-

All so easy and right!

Ah, colours of music

Oozing through my pores,

As I kiss my way

Around the moon...


Now I touch

The truth,

The thing itself

And not the perception.

I touch time, caress it,

Cup it in my hands.

And everything is form and pattern,

The game is oh-so clear-
Drunkenly, I laugh at my insight.