Eyes close comfortably.
Thoughts drift to bliss
Reality, it melts away-
A dimension anew is scripted
The raucous noise, a cacophony left behind
and yet it helps compose this new world
The remaining emptyness
Sculpted into something better
By my heart and emotions and dreams
Like a child to bosom, here I dwell blissfully
Until I snap back to reality
My mind reclines back upon cognition
And the process begins again.
©HolloTriks Inc 2006