My Master enters my rooms in deep silence.
Iridescent waters poor over me
The Rainbowriver is his voice.
believe what you know until you know what you know.
walk in thin air and the ground will follow as your dream seeds in your footsteps
beware the manner in which you move, although it might feel like emptyness it is everything in the making
it is the ground of your creation nurturing the seeds of your dreams
the walk of fear and hesitation breeds fear and hesitation
the walk of trust and love breeds trust and love
Unpolished dreams of mist creates mazes in which you can loose yourself
The brilliance of clarity create labyrinths that can lead you home
What can you possibly loose, dreamweaver
after all, the dream lives in your heart and you walk in thin air…
Wonderful magic..