LEGACY
OF THE HARRISON SPIRIT
by Nemus Irradiatus
May all your days flower like
honey
As you feast at the table
Of the butter-thief Krishna.
May your mandolin remind us
That the music of the sweet Lord
Continues to move you like no other.
May you still find Peace and Freedom
In the joy of the hearts that remember you
In the joy of the hearts that found Love
In the music of your soul.
And where ever ears and silver flute
Gain audience with guitar, sitar & mandolin
Know the banjo of the bayou still strums
Those wild Mississippi ways
That flow like your Love
Thru the Heart of America.
Beyond death, beyond life
And beyond the many lives of rebirth
The river’s delta grows
With each passing season
Since your parting
Your work continues its Art
And now, the golden dawn of a new day
The music rises, to no less divine an ear
Than you, O most extraordinary man.
