Sleep

Fiery Lotus blossoms in my mind, as I sleep the sleep of the blessed artist, pinwheels of spinlets of gold of finest finery, gold from the dresses of pouting princesses, that spin and blossom in spires of artistic desire, that make my third eye grow wet in perspire. Gold leaflets of pages of musical notes, sheafs of pages of pages of poetry, they flow and turn their pages within my thoughts, glory of music and poetry telling immortal stories, that turn in sheafs of golden leaves, that flow and flutter in the winds of mysterious time, the pages of art turning for my mind to ponder and perhaps redesign. Fluttering fauna of faerie tale words, they whisper worlds of fantastc fare, as my inner eye stares at the stars now rising, constellations of imagination, that swell in saguine supernovae of hope, a hope for the world of the artist to flow forevermore. I take the fiery lotus in my trembling hands, sifting through the essence of those golden spinlets, as the gold of those princesses dresses cast a spiders web, that encases my third eyes desire to see all the world has to offer, sanctifies it and offers it to the universe, the dream of my artistic desire. Those gold leafets of musical notes, those sheafs of pages of poetry, I write them into a diary of life, a diary that rises as a new full moon in my consciousness, as I desgin the desgin of reality with my imaginations daring, my third eye standing still, as it obsesses with my creation, fixated in staring. That saguine supernova, its explosion of creation shaking my soul to the core, this explosion of creation lets me see more, more than I could have ever hoped to before, and I see now that the universe has more to offer me, than I ever thought that for my soul it held in store. Let me sleep the sleep of the artist, let me sleep in rhytmic engrams of mystery, as those engrams imprint emblems of creations magic upon my soul, and I shall extol its virtues, I shall praise those virtues, in every other night that come to pass in my lifes time, that sweet sandman song of arts song most sublime.