I dream of the promise land; where peace abides
Mountains streamline across the sky
Prayer flags cross the trails on my path to freedom
I am given help along my jouney
Compassion for all the sentient beings on earth
This is my path and it was always meant for me
Or a heavenly Nirvana
Am I still dreaming?
I sure don’t feel awake…
This all too familiar feeling…
I can’t move and I am in slow motion…
Restless but completely catatonic;
Somebody wake me up from this place!
I don’t want to be here anymore!
Looking down upon my body from the ceiling…
I visit my subconscious on a regular basis
An old friend and an old familiar world
This word is I
And I wonder who am I as I awaken…
Talking to it like…
“Thank you for taking me back to my world.
I missed you so much; all of my dreams.
All of my world and all of my thought.
It was beautiful to catch up.
Amoungst the graffiti and waterfalls.
I can never grow bored of you”.
But who are you Nina?
Who are you?
Are you my soul as I stare into this reflection?
Are you something else?
Are you a reflection of me?
Or of this earth.
Guess I’ll never know.
I’m lost in time and space and no one is going to find me
In that in-between state of blissful purgatory
I’m lost in that subconscious place of imagination
There is no way that your going to be able to find me
Through the darkness I walk and sleep eternally
I don’t want to leave this place anyways
So don’t try to find me; I am happy here
There is so much unknown that I can never grow bored
The unknown is the cascading infinite mind
This unknown is all I have ever known
Thunderstorms in the nights sky
Illuminate my mind
The flickering oceans and streams
A state of trance
Drip drop gently down the scene; streams n rivers
That meander baby blue colour of my eyes; revisit
Trickling; time ticking limitlessly
Staring into eclipsing; shifting serendipity
Abandoning my philosophies; my apologies
I’m just Astrology;
I am the stars; As far as any eyes can see
My amplified subconscious; third eye wanderer
Conjuring soft spoken finesse
On top of the top
Dropping stones over the edge…
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.
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