I saw mountains purple and yellow,
I swam into silvered waters
my breath, the music of a cello.
I climbed up on blue ice
and then stood below a green sky.
I woke up
with the guardians of the past,
deserts taught me
history never runs fast.
On a lost island,
into my eyes,
the horizon bent
colors through the night.
Stars flipped upside down,
the sun still rises upon every town.