Dreams

Drifting into sleep

finding soul cords and vibrations,

looking inside the maze of my heart

where beats connect to breathing

following the path of never

Resting my mind from this anxious time

suspended

through the highs of skies and the lows of dusty lands

Jumping on clouds

pouring rain drops and heavy thoughts

on muddy puddles of memories

Fragile dreams,

Pure visions,

shattered on shining trails of stardust

places, faces

slow motion, sequence of impossible events

Timeless parade of pacing words and frames

walking through nights of fire and stormy days of wonder

in a soft bubble of hopes and fears,

“where the invisible becomes essential.”