Mui Ne Moon
Moonlight full over the sand dunes
Wheels rolling, waves turning
Crashing to grains
Sand in our hands
Whispering to the wind and the ocean sounds
accompanied by a motorbike chorus
weaving like wild water
in the river as we cross step by step
in careful synchronicity.
We dream. We see. Imagine.
We hear music and it illuminates the beautiful naked clarity of our thoughts
As certain as the waterfall is pulled by gravity
We drift in and out of holes in space with endless worlds to recreate
in our minds.