A feeling dawning like the sun’s warm rays, on a cold winter sunrise

Early morning, open up your eyes, to the light as it pierces the veil of night sky

Anew occurrences in the cyclical rotations of transformative excursions we call days

Fresh pastel paint on a canvas of hearts and desires eliminating the emptiness

Filling a void of white with the colors of the earth and its explorers

An ocean filled with beings beyond the imaginary construct that look out to the universe

A universe made of spheres upon spheres upon spheres moving around their pulsar

Suns burn out to be distant stars in a canvas sky displaying images of the past

Timeless presence in a timed imaginarium set in stone as the ancients did

Ancient civilizations sent below the decks of modern day cities’ pretense

Discovery of inner dragons hiding neath the caves of wisdom

The dragons are waiting for the return of their master

A master lost on a roadless road whose destination is no-where land