To smoke infinity in the bowl of a pipe
Hold heaven in the palm of your hand
Surrendering oneself unto floral power
To burn a fragrant flower is such a joy
Inhaling pot fumes gladens the heart
Transporting one’s consciousness far
Losing oneself in pungent herb smoke
To revel in the mystery of a hash dream
Being propelled high up to the cosmos
The pipe is a portal to inner herb infinity
Distorter of time, space and inner realm
Herb scintillates our eternal awareness
Via the pipe bowl blest infinity tis toked