Liquid walls ripple
the ceiling drips iridescent colors.

Outside, the emerald forest leaves
twinkle, shimmering reflected light
to and fro in the breeze.

Natives American drums hum
syncing to my heartbeat.

Water, ephemeral buzzing, azure-indigo
flows up the citrine beach,
the half-creamsicle moon dances
dusk fractal patterns
in the foamy tide.

Sacred hieroglyphic birds
sound like wind chimes.

Each sweet breath
kisses and caresses the souls of everyone.