The island in the distant places br Of my soul is quiet and light br Surrounded by savannah lake br A small ocean of sand, acacia br Slopes and hollow reaches br Imperceptible to sight br br Not so much from day to day br Takes place, small business to transact br The trucks roll weekly through and raise br Their feather-tails of dust across br My soul horizon's face br br Then they fall, recession lasts br Another seven days, the mail br Is read, the yellow stars br And blue mouth of the morning sky br Are smiling to be on our side br br Protected island, shimmering br Calls silently for me to shed br The business clothes, financial dread br - my life's detail disintegrates - br br And board the tiny vessel crafted br Of bamboo and ragged sails br Propelled along the dreaming winds br To shores where peace prevails, awaits br br To take me deep inside of her br Unshakable embrace.