My thoughts
        flow up into the trees
like paper lanterns
released by eager
and giving hands
They fill up the night
with their rectangles  
of light                    
They create blazes
that are sometimes
               soft and
sometimes ever-strong
and I ponder
upon where they will reach
         ponder who the dreamers are
that release them
so willingly
Dreamers such as I
who relish the act of thinking
Yes, we navigate
through the dream-realms
steer the hidden rudder
of our destinies
We flow
as we glow
and turn the
captain's wheel
toward destinations unknown

Now I release my lantern
let it reach out unto the stars
until it glides
and slides into the night
into universes
of other worlds
alternate realities      
where I sometimes
visit
sometimes dreaming
my silken wishes
into reality