Kissing frogs has only brought me heartache,

Not one single Princess, nothing magic;

Maybe I was wading in a fool's pond?

Never knew the secret words - it's tragic.

Looking through my tea leaves saw no future,

There my past lay, bare upon the saucer;

Then the gypsy saw inside the crystal,

Wouldn't tell the truth...I didn't force her.

Trudged up to the wizard in his castle,

Asked him how to find love's resurrection;

Magic mirror told me to look deeply,

Try to see the flaws in my reflection.

Ventured to the sky to find some stardust,

Riding on a Pegasus of whimsy;

Then the moon inquired of my intentions,

All my answers blew away so flimsy.

Canceling imaginary daydreams,

Spoke direct to Buddha in his tower;

Seeking truth of happiness and laughter,

Heard him whisper: "Go and watch a flower."

Now I lie beside the crystal waters,

Call me what you wish for nomenclature;

Here forever, pounded by the ocean,

Golden sand, returned as part of nature.