Thoughts of beyond
mystic visions playing light and shadow
real and surreal interwoven for all to see
eternity a moment’s dance in the Now
where do they go when I turn out the lights
where will I travel when I sleep through the night
postcards from the edge, the razor’s edge divine
thoughts without thinker dancing in twilight
the mind is its playground, sleep and awake
not empty, and void, awaiting fulfillment
but alive and active
a fire with passion to kindle
~~blindfish butler
