At the edge of reality.
Erasing the memory.
Old world understanding.
Living in an illusionary dream.
Walking in the rain
Walking in its streams
Drenched in its mystery
Lost in its sound
the rain drops that were falling down together and coming together
Not worried where the other fell from
Or what the other had different but the same Creating ripples, super novas in galaxy, Coming together into a stream of consciousness
I walked in the rain last night and thought about you and how much I love you not because of your race or your color or how privileged you are
I don’t care about those things
Those are just things constructs
That can be deconstructed
Only if you believe…
My love….when will you awaken
Its lonely here as I watch you
Sleep in peaceful dreams….