inward vision

it is the time for day’s order to take flight
as necessity craves the surreal flavour of night
so relax in the innocence of dark
reorientate, then take the walk
through the cinema of you
fly with remnants of the true

here is a respite from the hex of the blue sky
a fresh look at living, to still wonder why
stories with different beginnings, no end
as events never proceed, rather blend
to obviate the natural circle
perhaps even more hysterical

but all rises seem to fall
even in the inward vision of this all
where colourful songs can acquiesce pure perfume
for alignment must resume
else perpetual chapters of the misty azimuth
might endow a sleeper with eternal youth

©2008 Hey Hey