Flesh & Fantasy

It's easiest to dream when you're awake. When you can cancel one thought and edit the next. When you can recognize, and enjoy, the smell of freshly burnt incense as the smoke fills the space between inhales. Where the breeze from an open window passes across you, like fingertips, softly.

Hear the thoughts that race through my head, as we sit in this silence. Gaze deep, past the eyes, and into the scrying pool of my spirit, where I'm waiting.