incense lay in a bag
colors claim sandal wood and musk
but they may as well have no color coated tip
for i reach in and I pick
with eyes closed
the one that i feel can hold
my mind afloat in the seas of dreams
dont want to know which one it is
prefer to let it choose me
and take me away
in swirls of white
that light
my journey through a soulful sleep
the scent is tranquil leaving my lips sweet
and as the smoke fills my eyes
closes them softly, induces my mind
with images of a world so wide and real
a place to know just how to feel
awake now
with the shutting
of heavy fluttering eyes
breaking me from sleep