somewhere upon my
misty sea before awakened dawn
I try to peek in gateways to things I’ve
dreamed beyond stumblin’ o’er the
obstacles who rise up with
out theme forming
echoes endless
in the halls of places

I have been in hues of muted blushing
I’ve wandered all the night where emerald fades
to ochery and morning beckons light but in my
flinch of wakening and stumbling through
my head I’ve come to find the

wishes and
dreams
I’ve left
in bed are
scattered o’er
the woodlands and
far beyond the crest and found
throughout the nexus on gateways lichened rest