Eleven

Heavy

Eleven


Zooming in from a distant night through clouds of storm and slowed down light 
The mistress of shadows in a meadow on a rock is picking a lock as the mossy trees talk 
Awakened in a pond the turtle comes forth with promise of action as secrets unfold 
Sleepers are walking with blindfold and book A push through the fabric is all that it took 
In a whirwind of truth the center was clear 
On the back of a turtle I waded through fear 
Heavy is the dream as I burn in the sun 
Heavy is the dream as I fall just for fun 
Zooming out from an endless flight Through oceans of doubt and left here or right 
The master of illusions in a field on a stone Is setting a trap in a bull's hip bone 
Always on it's toes the turtle sees all With mouthfuls of brilliance she gives me the ball 
As serpents are writing it down in my book A push through the fabric is all that it took