idle snowflake

 For wisdom to arrive

I lay beneath the drums of heaven

let my mind bend in the fabric of time flame

I lay under a tent of my dream tree

I think I need a perfect synchronicity

for now is the perfect time for my prayer to grow wings

not a sigh...

Stocking thunder in the clouds are trying to put me away from the safe

I'm like an idle snowflake drifting away like a breeze beyond idle ice

my life is like a summer dreams 

some part of it are gone

my childish thing were never gone

some of my thoughts and feelings are like a crazy of indecisive birds 

I lay beneath the bend end sky waiting for my wisdom to arrive

thank you

love