Zooming in from a distant night through clouds of storm and slowed down light
The mistress of shadows in a meadow on a rock is picking a lock as the mossy trees talk
Awakened in a pond the turtle comes forth with promise of action as secrets unfold
Sleepers are walking with blindfold and book A push through the fabric is all that it took
In a whirwind of truth the center was clear
On the back of a turtle I waded through fear
Heavy is the dream as I burn in the sun
Heavy is the dream as I fall just for fun
Zooming out from an endless flight Through oceans of doubt and left here or right
The master of illusions in a field on a stone Is setting a trap in a bull's hip bone
Always on it's toes the turtle sees all With mouthfuls of brilliance she gives me the ball
As serpents are writing it down in my book A push through the fabric is all that it took
