Three dimension shapes of irregular pyramids and rhombic wooden pieces float together as I awake. This life is in my mind and these pieces are all of my past present and future concerns. They come together and in a effortless moment, I am whole and all of us make sense.
There was a worry about something and i visually saw the worry come together and make sense in forms of these weird puzzle pieces
When i forgot to count my fingers and worry how to hold my hands did i even have the slightest of chance to see any beam of hope. Any light that shone through my cynical lobes seemed to be absorbed by the blank velvet backdrop to the stage on which i stood. Always putting on a show. Preaching some kind of honest gospel of life and truth that i had no comprehension of. Pure? Real? Actual? Clueless. Its drips into my being as i become ready. Ready to become it. Im becoming a little more ready to become someone else. Someone new but the same. See i'll never outgrow myself. I'll be there to meet me there.
Sweeping stillness and a sound or love in the light that her moon sheds upon my ground. A lights beaming that I cannot catch. Its right there but too far away. And the sound is gone. Gone at the last dew's melting.
