The Otherly Opus - Joy Electric

Clusters spring from the mounds

Assembled acorns form shapes of crowns

All the fair folks sing

Unto the wise who know to listen

Sleeping creatures revive

Woke by the faintest pinch of the pines

My own lyric ceases as a song arrives

Oh oh, oh oh

Otherly opus

Autumn calls down the leaves

Tells the maple «drip from the trees»

Sends out invitations

To unwrap the gift of seasons

What may come after these?

Age of sciences and of dreams

Medicines, inventions and philosophies