Now, pay close attention, I’ll only say this once Then the wind will sweep it away And the universe will get one degree warmer.
Now Pay Close Attention
A Dream of Light
This is the crossroads of a million worlds A place to rest at the end of all paths In a living ocean of thoughts and dreams
Wind Across the Sand
Spare me the sandstorm elegy Steel wool scouring the eyes of the past Lies whispered to calm nightmare whirlwinds And let us sleep until the final morning...
Desert Rain
Masses swept up in a frenzy of feeling Words forgotten, or whispered on the edge of touch Sensation a ruler over the valley walked in shadow
Matchsticks
Fly the way of windstorms Howl at the gate, passage through the wall Voice of death calling out ‘enter’ And no dream of disobedience will come.
