letting go of energy that drains
and replacing with my bolts of color
realizing that the phantom rainbows
slam, crashing to the earth
instead of easing off in the distance
to nestle among the mist
fading gently along the horizon
i wake to find myself at a small door
too small to wedge my body
somewhere between the chocolate factory
and alice's dreams of descent
this is a mix between a dream i had the other night and a creative journey i took while trying to go to sleep last night. sometimes these brain synapses send bolts of images to my brain. this particular image was of a girl bent in the shape you see here.....however she was surrounded and dressed all in white.
happy merry dreaming to you!!