Through embroidered visions in my mind
I see a place where reality begins
A stream of never ending pathways
That all lead to the same place
Equal in its creation and form
Different cuttings with shades of jagged rocks
Embellished by smooth mosaics of opaque beauty
Clouded in my filmy mist
Come with me and live the fantasy
As I trade miracle blows with the more amenable among you
A time for passion
A time for truth
A time to blink and feel alive
