Maginations

Let me sing to you my song of love.
     Thoughts emotions …
Vague in the instant
     Yet clear I eternity.

Crystalline teardrop prisms fall,
     A kaleidoscope of color, meaning…

He sits in his room, his asylum
     Pondering, feeling, reaching out…

Has it all been a dream he wonders.  I feel so great, so right, so true…

Echoes of the past…
     Thought real in the moment
          Yet untrue upon reflection.

Yes,
     True,
          Pure.

In an instant he tastes mortality.
Dreams unrealized
Fear, emotion, impotence…

He remembers a dream,
     Not of this world yet real.

Broken thoughts
     Impossible concentration.

A child is so fragile.
     Swirl of emotion
Yet clear, out of reach.

I awoke to fear one day!
Not from self…of self
Yet
     Real
          Painful.

A presence looms over the child.
     "is this real?"
     "I don't know".
"Am I safe?"
"Illusion".

Memories, the echoes of his mind crowd him now.

I think
     See
          Feel
               Am.
Is that all?
     Is too much ever enough?

Impossible concentration…
     Connection
          Sudden.

Striken by emotion he rests
     All becomes clear, yet…

Too much.

It grows within
     Wanders without
Enfolding in mystery.

The end
          Is that all?
Whispers now……………..

yesss….