Oh how I look to you,
With potent eyes leaking
acid vision through a
         somewhat
         structured
field,
Feeling vibrations of   mother
nature's
Hum under my pained feet.
     This landscape painted before me
Like some vagabond's
    midnight dream.
Streams beneath me
            S
              n
                 a
                    k
                  i
               n
           g
their way
(Carving and pulling the ashy ground/into a vortex
void that never    Seems to end.
You push me,
               push me forceful
But not fearfully onto dawn's comforting raft.

Floating fantastically into
         nothingness
I will stay.
              Here, where any mind should
                  give to itself the
                  truth of nature,
                         Truth.
                     Is all I seek.