In caliginous night I wandered a realm untamed,

‘neath skies of violet, ochre flamed

A canvas of hues, fat clouds and wilds

Accumulated wisdom and heart of a child

Beneath an opalescent moon soft lit

The land comports as I see fit

For there in reverie, the world hushed and still

A place where magic bent the world at will

Rivers twist through valleys and runnels

Canyons sink and wind carves tunnels

I am the land and the land is me

And time is the words that tell my story

What destiny have I self wrought

From the ashes of ambitions forgot

When I look upon the path lamented

Smoke and dust, visions fragmented

Despite ignominy I seek to atone

The belief that I walk this path alone

Grains of desultory sand gathered from the swirl

And through my absolution, soul forges into pearls

So let the waking world continue on,

In tranquil quietude breaks new dawn

In realms where the real and unreal blend,

A king am I, in dreams with no end