Gripped by the thoughts of a thousand years, swimming in the sea of a zillion dreams.

Twirls of seaweed, and glimmering shoals we pass.

Into the monument, a lost shipwreck; I anchor my life in her underwater scenes.

Bubbles rise, the world
awaits my voice.

Together we dive, hiding our secrets, afraid of the past.

Antique screens hold golden dreams.

You smile for nothing in particular... the truth is unknown, a flipside moment when all is lost.  Triumph hides in the shadow, in order to see the light you must first leave the dark.

Shadows fall, the path winds on, each step I take with care.  There is a chill in the air, wind blowing autumn leaves, too dark to see, yet so clearly I hear.

(Footsteps)

My heart thumps,
adrenaline flows.

So many thoughts:

'Don't look, keep walking, why now, why me?'

The music plays, tones rise and fall, emotions follow.

Here within the ear I hear,
as thought becomes sound.

To become the rhythm, I concentrate as the river flows beneath my feet.  Blue is the spirit as I view the stars, painting silver lines upon my palms.

Emotions rise and fall, and the music plays on.

My eyes are the sunset, tangled webs of green.

Water is my freedom as twists of blue do leave.

Rolling down the blinds, I seek myself a dream.

The leaves fall, rusted orange, upon the grass. My thoughts drift with the breeze as I fade into a daydream...

The Mississippi tunes play their blues, the mango *** tastes sweet, the rhythms enthuse, but eventually the apple must fall.

The whiskey becomes your genii,
a spirit which guides the way.

Out of the daytime mind, moving
away from the mundane,

adventure whispers your name -

"Together we'll soar like an eagle"