Im not avoiding reaching pain or the joy of dancing in the rain. Im happy that iv'e finally seen this sleeping my of open dreams. I see the sun behind the breeze and the ground cement beneath the leaves. I sit and stay beneath the trees there's rising shade and slight debris. Even though im quite ok i feel it's not the place to stay. I stood up in a cloud of dreams with images iv'e never seen, but even though my eyes had open i'll always remember this one thing. That when the dark has did it's part there's a sleeping mind of open dreams.