Lightning Tide (Extempore)

In this dream we were riding along

Between the borders of right and wrong.

Twas there I understood a man

Who came betwixt the golden hand

And went upstream.

O so cheap it was!

And did the diamond skylight fall?! And hither diamond sky light fall.

Or like the trees that grew so tall.

Like it was our time and we would never make it like it was before.

Gross eye taking our time.

We stood as objects made so tall.

Our space was full like a lightning tide.

And like a true word we were taking away a live soul, taking a tide.

I see you before like a doll.

And is the goddess like a sun?

The abacus was on the wending finger snapping time to tide

When we were round

I see you before and it's like a tide when we, once streaming away

I see you before like a toy.