Poetry - Drug Induced Poetry

[robin_himself]

SWIM wrote this poem while on the come down of The Shrooms...
its kinda a trip report and a poem in one....
i hope you enjoy it.

An Orange Tree

Well, I woke up lying under a tree
Couldn't sleep longer, bugs didn't leave me be
I picked up an orange and held it to the sky
And in between the sunlight I remembered why.

That to fall is to get up again, whenever we are blue
That living is never innocent but in its essence true
When floathing trough this earth's core in our own finesse
Within us tears won't stop falling but trough them we confess
That this life is something special and breathing is for free
All souls and spirits have come across it
Flown over mountains and me

For some reason dropped the orange and walked towards the tree
I felt like sleeping, together the bugs and me
Tomorrow i will wake up again, and point straight up and to the sky
That in visions and while dreaming this place will tell me why.