Escape from humanity, shrouded in lies.
I slip into unconsciousness, and come to realize
that the world is a canvas of immense opportunity,
and with my mind as my palette I can uphold tranquility.

Windows bloom petals of watery snow,
kissing my cheeks with a soft, gentle glow.
Grasping the light that empowers imagination,
I establish a basis for uplifting creation.

Nature’s beauty sends rivulets of inspiration down my spine,
etched deep within my skin as they elegantly intertwine.
Glistening puddles of watercolors bleed through winter skies.
The graceful evening chirps of birds are our lullabies.

Silently now, I fall asleep
and dream of a world I cannot keep.
Never awaken me
from this blissful reverie.