First ray of light
Introduction to being aware of
Taking turns in shifting from fiction
To living in constraint.
It's real but changing
My form is changing
My consciousness changes.
Waves of moments
Patterns of phrases, endless or elusive
They keep being continuous
Being aware of what it takes to live
Is keeping me sane, so sane.
The art is born, the eyes wide open
Diffuse colors projected on your retina
Watch the play, divert the primal shapes
Primal shapes in disarray.
The art is born, for we are becoming
Slaves of thought
Using the stream of consciousness.
Prove the senses
Taste the ambience of feelings
And make contact
Here you are
Aware
In direct confrontation
With your inner self.
The constrained reason
Has to be erased.
Here I am
Exploring and expanding my senses.
Constructive building, new minds
The tools are given
BY nurture or nature
Time to apply the physics
New seeds
These wheels turn forever
Endeavor after emotion
We are all part of this perspective
We recreate and we contemplate our answers.
Conquer as you strive for a victory
On fortified feelings they are part of you.
First ray of light
Introduction to being aware of
Taking turns in shifting from fiction
To living in constraint
Constrained reason has to be erased.
Currents of emotions, electricity
Behind the eyes, machines are running
Organic, continuous
Conducting the sounds into feelings
Sights into predictions
Reliving, observing
The worlds endless exchange
Meridian of the moment.
