This Ones For Wednesday Night Poem by Julian Takali

The clocks melt, the ceiling buckles, the colors sound their echo
The floor yawns, the walls dance, the music is colored with yellow

We are one through the journey
Time is within us yet without worry
Folly cascades a stream of voyage
For us to travel a trip of joyage

Touch sings, voices paint, gazes vibrate
Through the lens of soul not a mind
is irate
Clouds speak, winds breath, our hearts are wild
On the odyssey, come abroad my friends, the storm is quite

We are one through the journey
Time is within us yet without worry
Folly cascades a stream of voyage
For us to travel a trip of joyage

So bid upon us was the gift of dream
Yet our bodies, mind and spirit are awake, not asleep
Ahoy and welcome to all with the same mission
To remedy chaos but to find epiphany in living...