philosopher's--(tone)

Sitting on the bottom of the totem pole    
Watching the world from the crawl space    
Taking the news in the ceder chest    
Rolling the bed next to the fireplace...    
     
A phase in time the whirling rotation    
The space in mind and electric sensation    
The rule of thumb, a societal verse    
But the hand's the measure of the universe...    
     
The Prism rings the mirror flips...    
     
Entwining vortex round planes of faces    
Edges add up as lines configure    
Pyramids spin from four winds in the square    
Vertices wind tight and draw in the sound...    
     
A bite from the fruit your life pulls the spectrum   
The birth of the octave in the tenfold tree    
Platonic volumes and the right angled drum    
Five across twenty round life it re-seeds...    
     
The sun centered soul, the moon does reflect    
A echo of the future, the writing on the wall    
The past in time, to begin to slip    
Our totem pole sit, we make the dip...