I Surrender

(Pic taken at a random place while driving) In a trans of bliss I gaze into the blue paled skies, they speak of phosphene dreams and napalm scenes. The skies in tongues they speak entwined to the sound of my heartbeat. Silence is my friend that I can't attend. They rewind my mind. They push play. My heart beats like a hammer. I cannot stay, yet the luminous figures call my name, I feel weakened, as though I was canted into fragments of luster. A brightness approaches; Roots within embody my wilted veins filling them with eternal life. As I lay here within phosphene dreams and napalm scenes..I surrender. With much love Liz