From a man in the wild...

This is for you my dear friend:
From a man in the jungles
It is the thunderous song of a savage
It’s the ticking life of a bleeding heart

The song: Yes, with its profound rhythm and soothing notes
It will rock you slowly to sleep.
The heart: It’s a pulsating bundle of unreturned love. With its
Mellow membrane it will ease your pain.

It is the scent of the wild
It is the colour of the crude

The scent: It is the enticing fragrance of coloured dreams
It will balm your wounded mind
The colour: It is the colour of the soul
You can paint a picture with it.

It is the murmur of green foliage
It is the honey from the green mountains
And cherries from the valley
All just for you my friend

The murmur: It will pat you gently when you go to bed.
The honey: It will intoxicate you to a magic world
The cherry: Ah! The juicy ones in crimson red
Will wet your dry red lips

When the last guest is gone
And all the din dwindles
When you are all alone in the dim-lit room
When you feel a lump in your throat
Take all these. They are from me.

And I’ll knock at your door...