The Wings of Air

From the forest of clouds

Gold silver and blue

Came spirits

Falling into the abyss of confusion

Curious about imperfection

Pain and pleasure is the trap

Fallen have I into awakeness in a dream

I sleep on a bed of clouds dreaming

One cigarette after another

Going to work

Going to school

Going to play

All a nightmare

Awaken me Heavenly father please awaken me

-Raymond Cooper