In the canyon
Where you & I
Now I'm a lonely Man
Let me back into
Of the Canyon
I met you
& now you're gone
& now my dream is gone
Let me back into your Garden
A man searching
For lost Paradise
Can seem a fool
To those who never
Sought the other world.
-Jim Morrison Paris Journal 1971.
|Rasa-Lila in the Moonlit Forest of Vrindavan,|
(The candle-forests of notre-dame)
Times changed, damaged
The chase bore inward.......
Light the candle
Night is comin.. on and we'er outnumbered
The mind works wonder for a spell
The lantern breathes, enlightens, then farewelll
we came from over here, to over there
Then told we wonder mindless to disagree,
Most seldom furls in slumber, burns begins a century.
-Jim Morrison (Notebook poems)
|Heironymus Bosch's Garden Of Earthly Delights|
Jim Morrison in his last days in Paris had intended to visit all the Historic Architecture and Heritage sites since, a mystic poet himself he adored art and antiquity.
Well I'll tell you a story of whisky &
mystics & men
Morrison's poems tries to reclaim the lost fragrance of woods and childhood innocence The Forest Sandals as he writes to rediscover the the Lost paradise , Shangri -La beneath the Jewelled moon, the circular dance, the stretching hands to clasp, the bliss nurturing the Soul........
|Childhood reminiscence Jim Morrison|
Insane in the woods in the deep trees
Under the moon
Beneath the stars
They reel and dance
The young folk
Led to the lake
By a king and a Queen
O, I want to be there
I want us to be there
Beside the lake
Beneath the moon.