Floating in a capsule built of fertile sleep.
Daring to be, a light capsule of sweet gold.
What? A hazy blank cradle of beginning?
Ruby of circulation - soothing beat.
A trail, great pass through open gates and streams core,
My Random focus is controlling nothing
Vast silence - inward electricity weak
Cure - the core is my relaxation force.
Flexible activity - butterfly.
Fantasy prism unlike anything sown
Inhale, exhale my lungs are active.
~jadesnow~ · Sat Dec 27, 2008 @ 05:21am · 2 Comments |