while i fly higher than the sun
maybe you can see my shadow
while i hide under the river
maybe you can catch my tale
begun before i knew it
awoke to signs on my crib
and sighs and cries while
familiar people vanished
and dry skies and shaded eyes
swaddled me till i could walk
hidden by desert veils
unbidden anger fighting with
fists against closed doors
why am i unknown
why is the sky so distant
where am i and who
our existence like sand dunes
under the winds
white edged thoughts of blinding lightning,
deep caves of cool blue sudden darkness,
your dreams tell stories to your midnight daylight
you are different than you think
I am not as holy as I could be
I am swimming in the stream of life
I am dancing with my devils
Giving birth to angels on the side.
I am living with my sorrows
And dreaming of my joys
I am honoring my heroes
While playing with my toys.
Oh crazy angels guide me
For I am one of you
A human trapped inside me
Dreaming of becoming new
Sun rise and sun set
Moon rise too
Starry sky abounding
Dark pool, face reflected
Is that you?
the fog advances
like a wall enclosing
hiding ridges, valleys and distant lights
till all I see is my own piece of earth
and that, dimly
sounds are muffled and thoughts too
i draw my own circles around me
when I cannot see
my eyes are opened
What hidden reality is present in life when we see with eyes of wonder
Do we need technology to show us what is always present
Or do we sense it and feel it now.
Virtual reality populates empty rooms
Life lives in open spaces.
May the virtual reality artists make their games poetry.
May the empty rooms fill with life.
Dreams and visions are the conditions of the people.
Reality imagines, even technology can dream.
dance along your mystic path
moon serenading the wild world
dreamers smile suddenly in their sleep
you have given them a gift
dream on into your promised land
the tree there is heavy with fruit
verdant life returns your gaze
read the hidden book there, it is yours
descry within your radiant heart
a fire reflected there that sparks and burns
a voice singing in words mysterious
then dance on until the dawn returns
time is a river
any innocent step
creates eddies and flows
along which we drift
changing without knowing
until we see our own reflection
looking back at us
Veils fall, my mind
A sleepy dreamer.
Painted landscapes coalesce and dissolve
While dust crumbles through my fingers.
A breath, a sigh. Mine.
Stirs dim gauzy curtains.
My eyes fill with tears.
I don’t know why.
I told myself I could fly
I dreamt that my window opened.
i turned the catch my self
and pushed it open, slowly.
the moon was floating outside
and the limbs of the trees were dancing
i stepped out