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