My single desire, to see more deeply!
Deeper sounds and color! Especially blue, purple, black night navy, the grays of afternoon light, atomic orange moon rising into night, raw gems discovered walking, sand beneath my feet each grain part of the whole extending outward into the depths.
Hidden visions within wind, unseen patterns beyond sight, woven threads of gold, vibrations glimpsed, above one dimensional ripples on water’s surface.
To feel more deeply!
Desire creating hunger, need, passions pulling headlong gathering speed, a world behind closed eyes, spinning pleasures, sparking more light; perpetual motion feeding on itself/ourselves/themselves.
More light to see with! Giving “more feelings” to KNOW what Love is!
Deeper sounds and colors behind the veil; soil between the blades, sand flecks, pinpoints of light mirroring stars at night, reflecting food for thought, draughts of sweet nectar to quench the thirst for knowledge.
Intoxicating ideas … creativity, sparking even more seen, than before.
More light to see? More feelings have we!
Merged with light you’re here,
free floating, flying free,
drawn into a world that
wants you as much as
Driving out endless possibilities/
pictures skating over thin ice/
holes chopped through frozen reality/
broken dreams .. in the hospital/
waiting for repair
Unknown encounters passing by/
sparks of visions wondering why/
lives joined in sequence/
the river meandering by/
sweet and terrible waters …
Birth spring summer fall reliving/
singularly seen in double meaning/
sun’s heavenly face moving/
fresh air beyond belief/
rising swells /moving sands/deadheads floating by/
imagination captured by wandering sea/
I watch within my sight held brightly
the light inside my mind …
i move about the other worlds
that live and breathe inside …
to other places and times
the wind upon my face …
no need to scatter far and wide
in search of other worlds to see …
no thought of time and space …
those worlds reside inside of me,
i take them for the asking …
i use them joyfully …
i drink them as a thirsty sponge …
while wondering about
the stars at night …
or if a man on the moon
can see my tiny light