On the idea that dreams may grow,
the flourishing nature
of the childlike mind.
The lack of bounderies
to what we imagine,
where were those left behind?
Along the way to the grave
we began to see
in shades of never grey.
A point appears of no return
we pass along the way.
But when? I wonder
did it occur.
While sleeping in the night?
or when some 'Truth' was recognized
that put my soul to flight?
....
Can you and you remember,
when you were not who you are.
When there never was a come what may
and wishes rode a star.
Star Riding Wishes
Cool concept - allets -
My favorite line also....
'poetic' one might say n'est ce pas?
"I have become a second generation cosmic being, I am conceived in the womb of nature, in my own mind... In the womb of the universe."
Thank you.
Thank you.