... visions transform into heartbeats
dreams into warm showers of contentment
fantasies into a sea of colours and
illusions into longings beyond bearing.
Then dreams are growing wings and
the clear sky becomes tainted
with the insistent shades of a yearning soul,
impossible to calm.
Dancing feet on the ground
to hold yourself back from
soaring up high
and touching the clouds.
A feeling of tranquility,
like waiting for the long craved rain in the desert.
And the tears of contentment
guided by a deep sense of gratitude.
A sudden knowing
like a warm blanket in a cold starless night.
The universe is alive
And time is dissolving...