Thoughts spun like the sweetest sugar
essence of cotton candy memories painted
skies and seas conform to need
learning as the days go by.
Form and function never cease
but to set it free in midnight dreams
of a universe that moves about me
carrying my thoughts like a child in arms.
I reach back in to plumb the depths
where treasure waits for sight and touch,
I move closer to the lovely prize
like a thousand birds that take to flight
this quiet night.
I lose myself in minutes long
and blend it all in for it to become
a piece of the whole dripping lightly
with point and flat I feel myself flowing,
diving deep to become one with it all.
There is no storm-tossed water,
just tranquil blue beneath the setting sun,
rocking gently to the lapping of the waves
bare feet keeping harmony
to the song of this heart.
