Rave On, John Donne

Rave on, John Donne, rave on thy holy fool

Down through the weeks of ages

In the moss borne dark dank poolsRave on down through the industrial revolution

Empiricism, atomic and nuclear age

Rave on down through time and space down through the corridors

Rave on words on printed pageRave on, you left us infinity

And well pressed pages torn to fade

Drive on with wild abandon

Up tempo, frenzied heelsRave on, Walt Whitman, nose down in wet grass

Rave on, fill the senses

On nature's bright green shady pathRave on Omar Khayyam, rave on Kahlil Gibran

Oh, what sweet wine we drinkin'

The celebration will be held

We will partake the wine and break the holy breadRave on let a man come out of Ireland

And rave on, Mr.Yeats

Rave on down through thy holy Rosy CrossRave on down through theosophy and the golden dawn

Rave on through the writing of a vision

Rave on, rave on, rave on, rave on, rave on, rave onRave on, John Donne, rave on thy holy fool

Down through the weeks of ages

In the moss borne dark dank poolsRave on, down though the industrial revolution

Empiricism and atomic and nuclear age

Rave on, on printed page