I could wait a lifetime for the leaves of compassion to fall upon our hearts, and watch the sun play with rainbows after a summer shower.
I could go to sleep under a giant tree, flowers falling upon me while dreaming peacefully in wonder.
I could count all the rocks in the green shallow stream of color, that colored my path of golden reddish-blue pink cobblestones offering the poor saddened people who laughed within, a comforting hand from my heart of light.
I could call my name on top of a mountain, and listen to my name across fields and streams filled with earthly treasures, and gather each thought putting them in a clay *** for my ancestors to read my thoughts with clarity.
I could ride the waves of glory catching lightning like fish. Throwing it toward the clouds of dark regrets.
I could capture the evil that lurks around each corner, crack, hidden under dirt filled paths of yesterday's dreams and promises, trying to renew the stardust yearning in eyes disappointed and disillusioned with darkness.
I could shine my light and brighten the earth bringing world peace, in just a second, it would become a true reality of unconditional love.