mandala dream
sleeping
I saw you small star
far
in the back of black
wakingly sleeping
I saw you move toward me
grow
slow
and brightly so
whitely
you hovered close
then
snow
snowbirth of stardust
streaming from your sides
as you burn
little stars
dancing
spinning
around you
whitely
lightly
circles circling
turning
turning
turn
till
vanish
and the host is gone
the black is back
and softly I am
of
in
through
velvet
blackly I am and am not
blackly I am not and
am