Dying to reach
reaching since I remember

small hands toward grasshopper

in search for something
grander than what words can say.

Bigger than any thought.

A dynamic pulse between flesh and spirit.

Co-creation with a invisible magician.

Something mingling between dreams,

a tumbleweed racing through blue sand searching to speak with your lips.

A feeling wondering how to escape
prison.

Captive sunset waiting to reflect in
  still sea,

your hands reaching for paint but
  the ache of it stops you before
     fingers can clutch it.

Yellow lanes of rays drive beyond
   ordinary confines.

Deep blue heart
indigo soaked with promise
    submerge and reset.


     Rise and float
       weightless thorns
          lifted by pure sea.

  Merging silent

with a invisible brush
   no hands

    IT shows off
      paints your face with sacred
            perfection.

It levels you.

You elevate beyond all peaks.
     Immortality smiles without a
          face.

     Next level is engaged
       awe becomes an everyday river
          including you in it's priceless
             sweep.

All of a sudden you know exactly how to proceed.

Only up from here.