I thought I saw you cry
when I thought
I dreamed how to fly.
But I awoke
...
I find more and more
That I need
Less and less
Of the things
...
A vision or a dream
Which does it seem
Perhaps both, probably neither one,
Either way, come the day and dark is done,
...
So many faces in the lines
on the ceiling above my bed,
I lay here seeing
autostereograms created in my head.
...
A severe sadness has entered the room.
Cold, dark and sinister.
Now we find we cannot see
where we are going.
...
Walking alongside a beautiful creek
I heard a rock singing.
I went to it, and listened.
The sound, a voice divinely dancing;
...
That old Maple
just outside the window,
daily I look at it, and it, daily looks
everywhere.
...
I've travelled my heart
far and wide,
followed tall tales
that my mind tried -
...
What, makes a person
melancholy blue?
Falling leaves
and autumn sun,
...