Reflection of the Light

Reflection of the Light

Step out of the gloom, of projection, misconception: your disconnected vision
has become an artificial paradise.
A snow, sand castle in the rain, glass heart
On your sleeves, shallow pain. 
Light’s out in this darkness; it only serves as
A nightmare’s gain.

Attune your strings, that brings them into a
symphony of streams; that flows with an 
awareness in harmony, into soft lighting.
And listen to the rhythm echo as a sweet melody; from a child's lullaby, from the looming theme: for what’s about to happen.
Remember those quieter times? 
When embers, peaceful soundscapes on the scales that became serene meditation, notes were leaving the unknown, wanting to believe.

Detox through the fire, crackle and ascend on the notes in your sequence, and rise above interruption distractions; seven moves later, into an ambient retreat, a glowing warmth of silhouettes, and make music in the light: keep quiet and release the white bird in revelation of this newfound light.

In this session, it’s equivalent to hope; while being in the fire, you serenade a blessing, tell the sky it was a little sad under a beech tree.
Out here in the fresh air, among the flowers, one's perspective has changed to breathe again, out of the bleak shadows.
Anew.