I'm Building A New Dream

I'm building a dream,
like a consummate artist,
layer by layer.
You see, I'm starting from scratch,
on a blank canvas.
Yesterday has no meaning
for me anymore.
Something strange is calling me
from the blue future,
and I want to be prepared
for the oracle,
and the sweet assault, on my
senses. It will come
like lightning flashes. I still
believe that all things
are possible. I shall sculpt
novel forms in time,
in the twinkling of an eye.
Wild inspiration
stokes inner flames of being.
Like the alchemist,
I seek to turn base metal
into gold. My Muse
is descending like leaf fall,
to help build the dream,
that I have been waiting for.
To her I'm merely
an empty vessel
to pour her wisdom into.
Via her power
I will compose vibrant worlds.