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Dream clouds and 

webs woven thru

skies and stick branches...

Wind dances and bends

only those who are ready.

I’m out of my head,

heart stretched wide,

doubt aside..

the old story’s

been turned to ash.


Come out now, to play

Come out just to say

“there is hope” and

“the Mystery’s sexy”.

We laugh at the thought

of a blindfolded God,

and pretend we don’t know that 

WE ARE THE WAND.


We keep 

walking and waking

in circles and cycles...

Sing for your supper,

spin for the crowd,

overflowed cups 

... oh, and please,

DREAM OUT LOUD.








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