Flora, though you sleep
On our guru's lap now
All we see everywhere is you

As we recall our time together

Lucky is how we felt

The day we found you
And we were such a happy three
O how we loved our time together


Why must the Present
Turn to Past so fast?

The disappearing Now
I wish I had a golden bough
To bring you back somehow


Someday when all our hearts
Are reassembled

Love will connect us once again
And we'll resume our time together