Free your bones from your flesh
and find what you are looking for
is looking back at you
for in what pool is your reflection
nothing more than dream and mist
and if you aren’t what you dream
then what are dreams to you
what made up thing
does your heart beat for
what lives in your every breath

      inhale

           exhale

just a small piece of eternity
except for when we dream
we can last forever
if only in a stream
of consciousness unknown
two koi fish in a bowl
swimming around the sun
no man made by god
and no gods made by man
only the womb of things to come
waiting to spill forth and flourish
in fields of forest dreams
and mountains to hold the sky
and oceans of salt and stars and seas

if only in a dream
to break the silence and the solitude
of the nothing of before
before our bones hid beneath our flesh
before our soul took home in our bones
before we were anything
but a dream lost somewhere
in the heart beat of some made up thing
trapped in bones buried beneath flesh
unable to breath or dream