i feel like floating over the moonlight packets over my feet
as the crystal lake illuminates the broken reflection
of a mirage of bevy of black swans flocking over the heart fortress
holding cold deep secrets and mangrove-mysteries insides
thickening into thickets earthing the seeds to the silent sanctuary
pinwheels rotating in resonance with the howling winds
whispering the melodies of the traversing comets
constella-intersec-tions sharing the cradle of stars between our arms