2019/11/17

Within my dream I was a child









within my dream 




 I was a child








I was holding something 




something from a fragile whole




but it only lasts for a second







it bursted into nothing 




nothing at all



   
 I burst into tears









then it appeared again



 from nowhere


           
or somewhere



out of the blue







come over



 come over here




said the beat of the bubble 




the fragile whole




 following the rhythm of one’s heart




 it flows in my own time 




also in its own time







The season of Orion




and its periodical reason




It provokes the uncertain




but it only looks that way








at this very moment




looking into the black hole




since it appeared as a whole











A surprise guest sat on the beat




in my precious dream




of  the spinning




white gold




period