Without paper without ink
 would you set out to think
 a song that never was sung
 with words that were not spoken
 on lines that have not hung
 the signs that leave no token
 stray with me the strands of intricate layers
 strong and swift, swim within this stream
 
 Within the whorls that blink
 about an infinite ocean
 stars grow and shrink
 collapsing in slow motion
 stay with me the spell of a lucid motion
 calm and sweet, swim within this dream
 
 With all the world you spin
 to charm the noumenous deep
 in bone and blood and skin
 a story safe in keep
 sway with me in swing of alternate weather
 strong and swift, swim within this stream
 
 Wide word in tone will speak
 beyond a strange commotion
 in thought that gathers and leaks
 strains of cogent notion
 lay with me in swoon of elaborate feather
 calm and sweet, swim within this dream
 
 Without ink without paper
 would you set out to taper
 a song that never was sung
 with words that were not spoken
 on lines that have not hung
 the signs that leave no token
 play with me in fields of nebulous cover
 strong and swift, swim within this stream