Tonight
I made a cross-dimensional realization
A prediction
From a year ago
Of the bearded man's death
Who reminds of peace
In musical waves
A pleasant
lightness of mind
And the body at ease
Nothing but good, clear thoughts
Lying out on soft, green grass
Staring lazily at a blue sky
And white, cotton clouds
Floating on my field of vision
Into the calm, summer horizon
He is far
away
But will forever be remembered