I'm turning of the look
From colours of reality
Penetrable, pleasant warmth

This one moment, while
Fly away from here
Touch a sun bean

Breath of wind

I see unblemished sky blue

And below mosaic of hue
Morning's stream of white
I'm penetrating these world by

sails
Only if like they are?
Maybe it's a sleep?!

But birds are swimming
continually
in underskys dance.