
Flying at sunset
I sleep amongst the heavens—
a pillow of clouds.

Flying at sunset
I sleep amongst the heavens—
a pillow of clouds.

I’m diving head first,
ground rises up to meet me—
we land; nightmare ends.

Flowers in waiting;
fist rain drops of the season
drifting overhead.

Raining down blessings,
brightening up pepper trees—
summertime sunshine.