An Endless Dream

One light goes Another simmers in Walls crumble down silently Floors cave in continuously A door to a new world unfolds. Dark and lonely this world begins Lines and paint can birth anything. This becomes the artist perfect slate Since pen and brushes need not hands An endless beauty of art to make. Legs freely wonder without lands So one can go any far-away land Time doesn’t count Cos clocks can’t be found. There is no now in this place Now shifts without end on the other side. The world which dates how long it all takes. The world which only you can’t see. The world were one is tagged by his size. Two worlds all flesh gets to live in. One world all flesh sees the same thing. Wake up from that endless dream.