perfection, a world apart we are
bright star and the eye
...i am
riding the tides. crux... astral grace
down silver locks to cosmic crossings
how far have i come?
as saturn devours, of mind-streams' oddity
rift wrought souls rupture, rippling...
all shackles have now fallen, nebulae horses pulse on
can i feel?
locked within pandora's music box
watching from the portal of i
baying through woven soundscapes
a black dog lays at my feet... oblivion...
cold, celestial brilliance
the canvas unframed, elation
circus of radiant motion, alive
a handful of earth... the only reminder
majesty, take my hand
we weep to believe, where only dreams have witnessed beyond
we weep to believe, where only dreams have...