Skydust

Sky Dust

by Peter Mcbrearty on Saturday, April 16, 2011 at 12:08

Hovering ....

I move gently thru the trees.. birds nests, eggs and sleeping chicks...

..I study the structure, Godlike.

Plumes of heaven splinter from the monolithic plinth

where growing music staves,  on bark, cause

The whole Earth to sing.

    My anti gravity technique working..

.. my eyes catch the blinking of starlight thru the branches,

.. a bat flutters below me..

...an owl looks into my soul..

...all is well..

The glistening silver arc of moonlight so pure,

and the meteorites cascade secretly, ending their billion year journey.

The whispering air around them burns and zipps..

the magnesium glare cutting into the ink of night..

I hover,    I levitate,

I move like sky dust...

Pommegranite McBrearty dms.astrol f.a.p.a.i. 2011 april