Dreamscapes. 3

A narrow hallway with
blank fluorescent lights glaring above.
The only sound, the movement of my feet.

Dreamscapes. 2

Today, I had a dream.
It came like a wave
as I floated in a shallow stream
between two worlds.

Dreamscapes. 1

A distant dream from a disturbed night of sleep;
The mind, now desperately trying to salvage all it can.
I grip it tight but it slips away like fine sand in my fist.
I realise the futility of the act and turn to attentively watch it fall apart hoping for something to be left, like a man sieving for gold.
I am left with something, a picture, right out of a postcard , but with footnotes from the subconscious mind.

Leaves on a River

We are all nothing

But leaves in our own rivers.

 

On different trees

On different banks.

The Sacrament

From the ground you sprout
Looking like little soldiers.
Awakened by the thunderous rain

Passion Fruit

What is it ?
In a world where
Love and lust is one
There is no clear definition

The Primordial Ocean

Cosmos, the Ocean of Oceans
Where everything and nothing;
Known and unknown
Exists in divine unison.