OneidaDreamer

Fine fine art in motion
escape the fire at dusk
Who's Winter hair and Autum feet
whirl and twist in languid rythim
lucid and lithe flowing
Wrapping us in a veil of slumber
Let our yoiur sorrow, that blackens the heart
Day-dream, a vision of sorts
lasting all while she laments
Suffering; like an overly too-long drive in the
country at age 3, with Grandpa & Grandma
Cruisin around 45 mph, watching the cows go by
in dusty Oldsmobiles,Buicks,Dodges,Pontiacs
like so many discarded, oft forgotten 'Matchbox" cars
lost in the sandbox

Wake up, the dawns child has
arisen
Forming new oasises in our bleak
new world
Blank is the expression upon many
a face
Sprinkled with confussion of a
new havens hope
A wise not unkind virgin
bathed in starshine
Swets and glimmers and trembles
realizing her own fate
Throwing syncronicity to the Four Winds
thriving, growing, killing, weeping
The flames have come
casting their lot with Lotus Blossom

While Orchid waits, wrapped in memory
Cool now, the wind is calm
Enter again the strawberry groves
and lie amongst the cool earth
Feel yourself drifting through the loess
Gliding; like a serpent sifting
through the grass
As if it took no effort at all
To come, and feel the energy
caress you mind, body and soul....