The wandering subconscious;
Abstract and poetic symphony
Into the depths of mystery
Taking me away; departing once again
My dreamcatcher bends time and unravels the other realm
I don’t know where I am going this time…
And this time…
The only time…
When time is irrelevant; non existent
Hymms of darkness; I listen.
Eyes closed; I see everything that was once unnoticed
My existence is reminiscent but non-concrete
Like a blindfolded painter; blind unknown
But residing in an Oasis
My life formed a basis
When I close my eyes; its realized my mind designed
All of these creations.
So I arise from the depths each morning and rejoyce
Answer the phone
And hear my lovers voice
So happy to be alive
I have no other choice.