ripples cascade through the lake of dreams
as my feet plunge in, toe first.
icy waters, they radiate to infinite, and a bit after that
every molecule traverses up and stop, then move out
across the plain of dreams, the blue lake
.
they meet at my feet, and i can feel the medium
the surface that caresses my calves
the cold that extracts my heat
i look around, and it's more water, more sky
crystals refract my memories, and thos images
are embossed in the water and shot to my brain
.
i feel it all rushing like a flood
a flood of dreams, a soft crash of my conscience
then it's gone, settled into the peaceful
lake of dreams, sky of memories