Psychedelia amongst the stars – Remix

Swaying my hand through the night sky like water
My fingers river through time and space causing ripples
The stars, watching, float in ominous darkness
Orion's polka-dot reflection skates on the ocean's jagged plane.

Rafting towards the edge of the world,
I surf on the ocean's creases
Rocking and rolling
Rising and falling
Not to find the horizon until morning
It hazed away and left me here, bare, with the gods

Forces of nature sling from left to right before me -
Things I cannot see but dreams I can yet feel
Streams pull in and out as the heartstrings of the moon's tides

I stir the ocean's kiss with my paddle like a chocalate mousse
Then reach for the moon, pulling it closer towards my latitude
In order to illuminate my view of the universe
as I sit on my dry wooden raft and read my poetry in peace.