may it all unfold

may it all unfold
for you my friend,
roses and proses
and colours free
from fickle fancies,
paths to open like
wet kisses
inviting the distance
to go all the way;
weights that
exercise patience,
lights to inform
your shadows
and mysteries
that make sense
like knowledge
nobody knows...
oh friend, i continue
to look into
the library of
breathing trees
for whispers of
ancient tomorrows,
i sleep with lions
and dream threading
the mending needle
with rivers from our
milky way and
this wish: may
life's beauty
always sing
your lotus eyes open.