All the earth elements in repose
something to breath in dreams of those
You must sleep so well
being who you are,
whenever you do sleep.
with no fear of hell…
Words leap to their tragic death
off the end of my sentence’ precipice
but my heart doesn’t pay much attention.
It is dancing with my soul, in intercession.
Enlightened fools,
beautiful fools
with the keys to the universe.
Yes – snow that drifts
through the blackness of night
into the warmth of our eyes,
melting into emotion,
Our continents drift,
Then into the ocean
these masses collide.
