Clear Pictures

My dreams are teardrops from the eyes of the divine What I see are liquid visions from the eye within my mind Lucid pictures just flow from me so know the clarity is mine I'm a vessel of channeled currents & am considered a solid find Etheric lessons were taught to me inside a school I couldn't see Within this ocean are many classes that are as cold as winter seas The life of me runs really deep despite how shallow life can be Depth isn't cheap for many fees must be paid through adversity I was taught to climb my family tree so I could get a better view I built a house upon my visions then watched my dreams come true I used the stones that many threw to help construct something new These steppingstones were footstools counted as blessings they never knew