Crackling columns of light

Reach toward the heavens

The smell of heated sap

Permeates the air

Deep in the spirit world

Amongst the millennia old forest

The juxtaposition of plains

And 1000 foot cliffs

I awaken as if

From a synthetic slumber

My dreams vivid

And frequently colorful adventures

The chill of the night

lit by a moonless

Dance of the stars

Planets glowing in the distance

A streak across the sky

As a meteor burns through

Our atmosphere and in

My mind I say…

I wish…