the poetry of simplicity the delicate wonder of a stars timeless light the soft soul dance of lovers unspoken emotion
the intricate and infinite world of dream memories that lay waiting for the routine, yet vastly uncharted landscape of sleep
and in sleep the poet thrived washed in fields of light and oceans of pure and pristine thought
in the day when the universe was kind it would send him the words that began the story of his dreamscape
some say he was reaching for a pen as new words fell from the Sun he drifted slowly and silently from the road the words never written the dream never shared by this simple man