Shadows lie across the moon lit
Silver dust that shapes our dreams
And darkness moves like waterfalls,
Making nothing what it seems,

The sparkle in my eye like diamonds
Or light on water, black and white,
Beauty unveiled delicately,
I'm moved to flight, maybe I might.

This is a teardrop world
Shed from an eye that can behold
Beauty before it's born, imagination
Before it rustles gentle wings and they unfold.

A dome of sky is within reach,
Dark space and twinkling stars,
Horizons so close I cannot see them
Before the glassy planet shards.

This is the place behind my eyes,
My afterworld, my peace,
This is the place I've not yet shown you,
Perhaps I will, just in my dreams...