The Celestials are giant rays peeping
through my window on a sun day, lighting
dance 'round the sky as the eye of the sky
light the phase of the space w'th darks of it eye.
Round a circular cup, it fleets within
like a dream, day and night changes it seem
like the change of wears. The moon with blue eye
with soothing breeze-relieve of bed to lie.
The stars, eye of the night like lightening
dancing across the sky, thunder rumbling-
like, as it ray rays through lens of the sky
to the innermost- beneath of earth's eye.
Dawn creeps like a lizard whose wall crawling
is the sharp weak nails...and dark stars shining
through a peep, abound by a sun, the fly
of the day chirping on trees flutter by.
"words from the innocent mind"