A sombre mood that lifts one up,

The joy of life that steals my breath,

A perfect dream in the best place,

The ocean front with rolling waves,

To put oneself in the line of fire,

A cross road walk into the unknown dark path,

Kind and gracious,

Wowing and impressive,

The hill top views of clear blue skies,

A mound to sit on and see it all,

In life and love,

As we trot and leap,

An echo a drip the slinking in the corner,

A few a lot and the crazy runs it does,

As I slowly awake,

The unconscious and conscious merge again,

The light rain without drain covers,

Falling creating a light sheen of dew,

In the dark dregs of the soul,

As putrid and murky the miasmic depth is,

Like a phoenix on the rise,

The ashes mixed with colored wax,

As life unfolds and creeps,

The true and graceful look up to see,

In the midst of light and happy,

Crowns and jewels are handed to all,

Dreams and ideas that bring forth ideas,

Fights and movement that's brought to fore,

The dead of the night as the wind bellows,

The peaceful whisper of rustling winds,

A nesting game of blood relations,

A build of followers or enemies to boot,

A playfully cadence,

Totally outside this boxed up reality,

Picking up where I left off,

Dancing and singing is still not possible,

The ringing noise and firing thoughts,

Fast heartbeat and glaring lights,

Awake before the alarm sets off,

The yawn that bellows and makes me frown,