Let all presumptions go
and lay back on a pile of soft ribbons.
Let silky loops suspend you
in a cloud of butterflies and birds.
Who did you think you were,
this mirror of passing shadows?
Poetry came like a flame,
like a breeze, like a crazy bird
in a whirl of flight, to lift you
nearer the Light within the light,
the secret Sea within the sea.
In a reverie you touched her
before she fled into clear water,
into lapping waves,
into naked sky.
She watched to see if you would follow.
But you were wise, and rested in praise.
So she turned, and with a laugh
took your tense hands
to sooth and open them, and write
upon them your new name: the free one,
the hidden beauty, Love arising.
The poem was inspired by this beautiful image called, Reverie by Firefox
The work of Firefox is visionary and full of beauty. I think you will be inspired by her portfolio.