Every minute there's a big bang 

inside of us

Every moment

a birth of new universe

I've missed the wisps 

of tea in changing seasons

making us look like dragons

after their long battles

Crises, falls -

cleaning agents 

for your brighter future 

Don't be afraid to

put on your best dress

already

You ever get suspicious

in your gratitude 

about where all the people

come from and how

just to line your life up

for success

He sends me gifts

from the sky

Call them dirty snowballs

they're huge fluffy clouds

with a tail

when he illuminates them

Prehistoric planets

We find many holey socks

every fall

You can use them 

to clear away the clouds 

Because the meaning

is not in what's happening

but in how it makes you feel

I decided to explore

instant gratification

Then put it on the back burner

it's smoldering now 

Wanted to find another word

for balance

it washed down the drain

with the morning shower 

Now I know

all I need is self-awareness

No need for other distractions

I wanted to shake everyone

I went to Mars last night

Now I'm sitting quietly

with South as the direction

of red planet, of future 

fire, anger and myself

A saint said

If you knew who you are 

you'd understand 

how low you've fallen

I say

Don't run from absolute

no more

Foreground happiness

is a fairly new allowance

"Monarchia" was banned

and we had to repent

I hope you're smiling

Figuring out the things

that hold me down 

from true expression 

has been surprising

Trigger me more

Out of the millions

of dots that make up

the Universe

I pulled out trust

just to try it on

It filled me to the brim

and I felt the warmth of

"lucky" in my bones