often working with dream mechanics as i sleep
god the foreman directing repairs
on parts of the universe producing
rainbows of right and wrong good and bad
though god knows best we will disagree
but in the end i follow what is suggested
the stars fly out under the working on the line
places people and things like stars too
you can’t see it when you are awake
but we are like a golden mist risen over fields
then angels work below us and we tremble
**
No comments:
Post a Comment