Will you rest
Flipping in a dream
In a wave
Through the pondering
Odd visuals in the odd time
When all is away from the awake
Is it there or here that is truth
Running from an idea
Or simple what is to be
In a ship watching other ships
Sages up ahead
Old faces in the now
Wishing hours of the subconscious
Too serious for this morning
Appearing as if real
Letters come down in a snow
Winning over the reframed mind
This avenue over the other
One trip next to a next time
Crystal intent
Fire rings of the future
Black wings in the black backdrops
Solidly apparent
Which symbol is chosen
For a moment to gaze further in
Warm flashes as it was rising
Awake to bellowing sonnets
No rules for a limitation
Glowing in the lit glass frames
Basket of throws
Hand instruments of expression
Melodic send off
Forever in one particle
Alluring all the others
For the sacred remains
To see or hold
Briefly in earnest
With a laugh it lets go
Path of foots printed
Bark moist and spongy
Textures that crinkle sound
Electric vibrations in a exaggerated hue
Stripes of layering
To erase the work
For an embrace
Strolling hard for impact
In a deep resting place
Drawn by all the kins prior
Hazy Acres 
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