Hippies walk free through lands of peace and love,
Where flowers bloom beneath the skies above.
A world where souls unite, no hate, no wars,
And harmony resides on distant shores.
With beads and feathers, hearts of purest gold,
They dance to tunes of stories yet untold.
Their minds, unchained, embrace the cosmic flow,
While morning dew adorns the earth below.
In twilight\'s glow, they dream of days to come,
When every voice will join in freedom\'s hum.
With gentle smiles, they seek a higher plane,
Where joy and kindness ever shall remain.
So let us cherish thoughts so wild and bright,
And live in harmony, a shared delight.