Wafted Supernal (Of Vaporous Time)

Emanating from my Mind

is a wonderful World.

 

We are, all of us,

dreamers.

 

And what exists

has not existed.

 

My illusory hands

hold nothing, and that is alright.

 

I have awakened myself

in miserable slumber.

 

But the Light shines

regardless, Day or Night.

 

I am a Vision,

I am More.

10/31/2016

Richmond

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