Julius Caesar (Memento Hodié)

Amidst water lily fields white and green

Grows a tree

And from the tree hang apples

Not for you to eat.

In a way it matters more

Than it did before

To see the East voyaging through

True hearts of dunes

Mirth

Birth

Reverie

There in harmony

Somersault caravans of fools

As he passes for reply

To sing his songs again.

He sways to kiss the horizontal ground

And from the ground a dove rises

And as a mark of honor

A mask is left behind

Mirth

Birth

Reverie

There in harmony

To gentle form and noble force

Calm and vast his voice cascades

From this gentle stage

Calm and vast the city lies

On a horizontal ground

Kind and calm Julius lies

For Octavian to prevail

Mirth

Birth

Reverie

In harmony

Traverses the peninsula

Aeolus with his whisperwinds to strike

With his gentle kisses the righteous

And wise and doom ambitious praise

With his will his will and order

Mirth

Birth

Reverie

Amidst water lily fields white and green

Grows a tree

And from the tree hang apples

Not for you to eat

Beneath the heaving sea

Where statues and pillars and stone altars rest for all these

Aching bones to guide us far from energy

Mirth

Birth

Reverie