Bottoms Up

 

Take a cup of forgetfulness.

Free your heart of hurt and despair.

Drink deeply, set your mind at rest,

Peace will meet you there.

 

The sore is merely remembering

Apparitions veiled and masked.

Hurt, the thoughts are bringing,

Are myths the mind has grasped.

 

Take this cup of forgetfulness.

Free images of yesterday's sorrow.

Yesterday is gone into nothingness.

All that is left is tomorrow.

 

So, bottoms up, my very good friend,

Let thy heart with peace enroll.

Compel the strain release thy brain

For strain can destroy the soul.