In between dreams..
DON'T KNOW WHICH WAY TO GO..
Toward the haze..
OR TOWARD THE BLUE BLAZE..

I chose the haze..
And got lost in a maze..
There were etheric echoes sweeping on through..
Sky trees passed on by like clouds on the move..

From their leaves fell the haze..
A pollen of light flakes..
Its what the dream realm is made out of..
Mind dust and star love..

I wake up and its past 11..
I was in the outer rims of heaven..