I'm turning of the look

From colours of reality

Penetrable, pleasant warmth

This one moment, while

Fly away from here

Touch a sun bean

Breath of wind



I see unblemished sky blue

And below mosaic of hue

Morning's stream of white

I'm penetrating these world by

sails

Only if like they are?

Maybe it's a sleep?!

But birds are swimming

continually

in underskys dance.