Visions appearing out of dreams
The sleeper asleep
Yet neither awake
Nor really a sleep
Fashioning crystal spheres hanging
So randomly
The very randomness patterned
By the quantity
Spreading
In a velvet night
On and on
And out .of sight
Into eternity
Each sphere
Sighing
Each sphere
Uniquely crying
A mish mash of tones
Crystal screams
Sounds of nightmares
Sounds of dreams
As the sleeper
Creates
Sighs
Obliterates
Crystal spheres hanging
Multiverses appear
Twinkle finitely
Disappear
Such a beauty in
Random creation
The sleeper sleeps
And sleeps on and on and on
Unaware of what has grown
Fruited decayed and instantly gone
