On The Cusp Of Sleep

Laying in stillness Of a different nature Lying out, looking into foreverness Never forgetting… Things I have learned, even sitting Diverse natures of Nature Open to us all. ___*___ An elemental stew Truly, of selective perceiving’s, look closely… Waters, Fires, Ethers, and Earth soils, and stones With Spirit Lights twinkling All in infinite Space, Place and Time. See, even broaching into Beyond Understandings Where gods and angels, devils too reside. ___*___ I see, feel, hear, and smell… Not forgetting flavors No, never forgetting tastes Many more, deeper, than any tongue absorbs. All channels leading to the heart Mind picking over choicest, chosen parts Imagination choosing others for further flights. Flight One asks… remaining curious, ever open Staying quiet, senses alive. ___*___ Dreaming machine stands ready for nighttime activities As our Sun sets it’s children free… To that part of recessed day To get on with the real work... Help, finding the true way Home.