On The Highest Crest

On the Highest Crest Beautiful October God has gone main-stream Ignores the seasons Wants to be loved by us all Before the big deluge Lovely October God disregard the cycles My river is dry While I sunbathe by its shore And think of buying camels. Godly October Vacation’s our new deity Tomorrow is today Frost and snow are banished But Himalaya is an island Pretty October We fight for a place to sit The strongest win Design a new national flag And build a golden temple Scenic October The Sea is heaven’s mirror God was a dream No echo of man lingers The long stillness has begun