Dream scape

I tied myself in knots

Caught in a maelstrom of clumsy thoughts

The headlines of other people’s ideas

merging with the unwieldy grammar of my oscillating beliefs

As sleep comes may I be gentle in my dreams 

Let the lucid self surge in an up swell of consciousness 

step towards gentleness

Take me on a tour of the milk beech wood
Swimming in deep caverns of compassion

until the tranquil dawn

In dream land the unknown shadow will reign 

Bubbling out of the cauldron of a boiling brain

Run riot, play and explore

Unbridled energy

Urgently you call from the loosened bonds of sleep

May this body decipher a lurid pattern of forgiveness