Post by AquarianM on Jun 12, 2012 3:08:18 GMT -5
The Surface Tension Of Dreams...
I burst into new knowledge and break its skin like overripe fruit,
Tender,
Tart,
Sweet,
The food of the Gods weighed out in hours and pages,
Web and paper meld into mental gold and eerie blue mists of light,
Waiting for the night to coalesce into a new understanding,
I collect the waters like a dam in the desert,
Aching to pour forth a torrent of healing wisdom,
Everything speaks to me of great changes,
The surface of the universe trembles and shakes,
This small little planet a steed ridden hard and wet across the undulations,
I wonder if it will fall from beneath us when dream-skin breaks,
Or if we'll survive the headlong pace racing to the bursting point.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 06/12/2012
I burst into new knowledge and break its skin like overripe fruit,
Tender,
Tart,
Sweet,
The food of the Gods weighed out in hours and pages,
Web and paper meld into mental gold and eerie blue mists of light,
Waiting for the night to coalesce into a new understanding,
I collect the waters like a dam in the desert,
Aching to pour forth a torrent of healing wisdom,
Everything speaks to me of great changes,
The surface of the universe trembles and shakes,
This small little planet a steed ridden hard and wet across the undulations,
I wonder if it will fall from beneath us when dream-skin breaks,
Or if we'll survive the headlong pace racing to the bursting point.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 06/12/2012
