Far along, I saw the fluorescence pounding
Like the bright sun from the canopy falling

I saw those large stipes of a mushroom
standing
Like a woman with her toes and a golden crown shining
And then I felt the grinch of the icy water touching my feet.

I wish I had chalk to convey the portraits
in some sheets
But little did I know...it wasn't real.
But a small piece of my dream was left abandoned inside me.





© drlax