Warm waves wash over me...and it's hard to land...
I feel light as a bird without a cage and a horse without horseshoes...Rushing to my heaven...and looking for it...I paid my way with 21 grams...and I'm so...happy...Matt's feather is heavier than ...clouds...
And those kind ones snuggled me in their fluffy...change...
My hair is playing with ...the wind...and it is ..shaking me...
My blue eyes have...merged with the forest of Mars...I feel...light...
Now Themis does not frighten me…nor my empty purse….
All around me is the foam...of Triton...and...intoxicates me like .....Aegean blue sea...
I drink from my grail...
Everything bad burned...to dust...and I am now...far...from everything human....hopefully...not surrealism or a dream...
Sleep without...awakening...without pain...
No one as harmful to themselves as ourselves...we just live in poison...
© Saraswaty-Lilith