A joint in morn, when mists adorn the swelling of the light,
Dispels the worn old sables torn, and sets the day aright

A joint at noon conveys a boon of bounties that abound;
The faintest swoon taints sky maroon and settles back aground

A joint at eve, thou shalt believe, delivers thee from sin:
All passage grieved, acquitted, freed, invites the sunset in

A joint at night sets dreams aflight above the swarming stars
Forever bright, the days float by and fade without a cause