Feeling like Her, her songy morn,
'Feel yourself full of light
Till you Fill your soul away...'
Saying this the Angel left
And me stranded bamboozled on street...
Looking at the sky up
Like a dreamy curtain as if enveloped
Thought moments how momentous become
Felt the feel of lighted calm,
And the blue of my motorbike's hue
Caught my face, my eyes my hands my legs
And me there bamboozled stranded
To Her tune, Her voice got bended...