Dream, vision, story,
Strung together in webs, labyrinths
Everywhere is pattern and song
Layer upon layer
Soul whispers
Translucence; cracked, veil light
The beings and life forms weaving in and fading out
Of each layered note, each ephemeral hue
Blooming and receding
I live in a world of dreams
I awaken there, where billowing undulations of blue emanate from my heart
As waves roll up and crash upon the shore
And where the golds and pinks sing tones of rapture
In blooming swells around me
There a sunray is the vein of a flower
And I can be the bee
Entering the enveloping peach folds
To collect the silken gold of creation
Seeding this world to blossom
I am in a land of jewels and friends
Infinite intricacies to frolic or crawl through
I pull the world through my hands
I grab the fabric of my dreams
And pull it inside out through the channels of my body
Stretching out fragile bridges through my fingertips
An offering, an essence
