Friday, July 6, 2007

"Fractal Thoughts"

Lucid dreams are my only escape
In likeness to the fetal cocoon
The place where melancholy is forbidden
In this state I am immune
Sounds of the world are muffled
Only the motion survives
In between eye blinks
When in dim light it barely survives
Free to fly to distant places
Where the essence of time is no more
Floating into fractal spaces
To voices which seem to implore
Variance is turned into harmony
Friendly hands wave on in direction
Free to fly-free to go
It is safe in the voice of Inflection
Through the inner walls of my mothers womb
While floating in man made waters
The spirits within recall the djin
In the presence of unborn daughters
There is no recollection of the inner connection
Countless years that go by
Until on a night when exposed in the light
In a smattering of an innocent sigh
A veil is lifted for but a brief moment
As though it were some sort of a tease
Then it is gone as quickly as it came
Like the brief lullaby of a nightime breeze

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