Meditating, yes, on your beauty again,
Master climbed in to my thoughts
And said ‘over a mountain pass
Zigzags a pebbled path to Zen’,
But I’m not keen on blizzards there,
So you unhooked the why and when.
Meditating, yes, on your beauty again,
Master climbed in to my thoughts
And said ‘over a mountain pass
Zigzags a pebbled path to Zen’,
But I’m not keen on blizzards there,
So you unhooked the why and when.