A T r a v e l o g u e
A quick shot of a parking lot or the station in Bombay
the grounds covered sleeping bodies like a rug others clustered waiting for the day
all this color is a wonder old sages grandmother yet a smell that clouds your gaze
a man curled up fast asleep his head rests on his detached wooden left leg
singing Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya,
Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya
But like a busy bee in a blooming tree and a George-like curiosity
I set off with my orange mat and a dream of true enlightened ease
past every stoned out Baba blowing smoke at one another and fingering their string of beads
this same song permiates and vibrates through this town its mixed in with the breeze
they're singing Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya,
Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya
So now I roam slow on a journey home, a three day five part flight
that old bug that I thought had flown came to visit me again last night
Im like a soaked washcloth with my cookies tossed and writhing from the pain
all of a sudden in that empty space I can feel that all remains is saying
Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya
Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya
the grounds covered sleeping bodies like a rug others clustered waiting for the day
all this color is a wonder old sages grandmother yet a smell that clouds your gaze
a man curled up fast asleep his head rests on his detached wooden left leg
singing Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya,
Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya
But like a busy bee in a blooming tree and a George-like curiosity
I set off with my orange mat and a dream of true enlightened ease
past every stoned out Baba blowing smoke at one another and fingering their string of beads
this same song permiates and vibrates through this town its mixed in with the breeze
they're singing Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya,
Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya
So now I roam slow on a journey home, a three day five part flight
that old bug that I thought had flown came to visit me again last night
Im like a soaked washcloth with my cookies tossed and writhing from the pain
all of a sudden in that empty space I can feel that all remains is saying
Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya
Om namo shivaya, Om namo shivaya