Dreams

When there is nothing left to say,
And nothing else to be,
Just the breathless moon filled me.
Nothing but life and timelessness.

Pain flourishes in my soul,
Breaking the ley line binding me to the Earth.
Dreamless, I soar.
As night begins to blossom.

I am soaring,
Over snow covered rooftops and villages,
Over frosted meadows and rolling hills.
Over other dreamers, dreaming their dreams of beauty.

The midnight air whispers through the clouds, I am careless.
Free as the waters of the dark sea before me.,
With a passion for life that only a fire could have.
Still as grounded as a tree.