Diamonds in the Sidewalk

Praised be delusion, the ripple
Praised be the Holy Ocean of eternity
Praised be I, writing, dead already and dead again
Praised be the non-ending
Praised be the lights of earth men
Praised be the watchers
Praised be my fellow men for dwelling in milk
Praised be the embrace of soft sleep
The valor of angels in valleys of hell on earth below
Praised be delusion, the ripple
Praised be the Holy Ocean of eternity
Praised be I, writing, dead already and dead again
Praised be man, he is existing in milk
And living in lilies
And his violin music takes place in milk
And creamy emptiness
Praised be the unfolded inside petal flesh of tend' rest thought
Petrels on the follying wave-valleys idly sing themselves asleep
Praised be delusion, the ripple
Praised be the Holy Ocean of eternity
Praised be I, writing, dead already and dead again
Praised be wood, it is milk
Praised be Honey at the Source
Praised be the embrace of soft sleep
The valor of angels in valleys of hell on earth below
Praised be the non-ending
Praised be the lights of earth-man
Praised be the watchers
Praised be my fellow man for dwelling in milk
Praised be I, writing, dead already and dead again