alight in bliss, swift surfer there!
Amidst the spiders web ye now have found,
a peacefull valley, a hidden ground;
There, a misty glenn upon a dewy morn,
a gleaming stream flows past forlorn!
See a bowl of waters, of gold it doth shine;
lift it up, and let thoughts decline,
Feel no more, the heat 'o the dusty road,
but watch out less you swallow a toad!
/ Markus :-)