Friday, March 29, 2013

Dreams: Believing Is Seeing 2012


For foolishness and what it seems
It often fires the fuel of dreams
It doesn't take much if you try
To touch the ground; to reach the sky

We sail its waves all through the day
At night we break it all away
Its sturdy when we hold on tight
Its fringes furled with aether' slight

Beyond its shores we come alive
Without bounds whence do we thrive
Where shapes become and come undone
Potential manifest in the eyes of years

Coincidence and circumstance
The shaping of a notion
Visions seen all through mind's eye:

The cerebral quantum ocean

© Copyright 2012 Brian Joseph Johns
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