Wonderland

Reality.
Who’s to say,
Who’s to know.

Who’s to tell me what is true and what my mind has conjured into fantastical existence?

An island floating in a sea of motion. A person wandering the infinite fields. Passer-by’s travelling at the speed of sound.

People pass me by, a stranger standing in the current of lives.
Fates crossing, rivers intertwining, streams crossing mixing futures with pasts.- unknowable-

Where are going, friend to be?
What is your reason to walk among us?
What are you gazing at?
Is your life a splendid one, a sad one. Let me draw for you, let me draw your marvellous life in my mind.
Your fantastical adventures on the humpy backs of strange animals in stranger lands.

Madame, would you take my hand if offered? Is your dog coming along on our mission, will he lead our submarine?
Barking commands on our nautical adventure, recording, documenting the inhabitants of worlds unseen by the mundane.

Floating through the waves, carried by playful winds, marvelling at faces.
Sunshine and rain, love and hate.
Faces telling of stories unwritten and epics fought in silence.

Monsieur what are you waiting for?
Dance in the swarm of azure butterflies surrounding your withering soul.
The sword in your hand, eaten by rust,- let it lie.

Exploring the rainbowy clouds at the back of my tired eyes.
Snakelike dragons chasing fluffy sheep from horizon to zenith.

Here I stand in a crowd of possibilities.
Breaking masses, shaping realities and yet unnoticed by you all.
You move out of the way, forgetting your rubine robes flattering in the breeze.

Invisible to all, but the dreamers.
Worlds not yet come to pass and worlds that never had the chance to bloom.
Nourished by my curious mind, they grow. From thoughts to images, from images to universes.

The sun blinding you. Did you forget your shades?
Or are you wearing them already and I can’t see?

Shadows celebrating the arrival of the night,
singing to the memories of future songs.
Nocturnal creatures arising from the creaks and cracks.
Playing as symphonic orchestra,
the humans in the street performing the opera, I enjoy so much.

Why the heavy tears? Oh-
Your magnificent kingdom gone, taken by merciless time.
Silvery rain dripping on steaming asphalt,
flowers springing from the empty soil, rising with vivid colour and unwavering pride.
Collecting pretty plants, tying knots, remembering friends long-lost.
Vibrancy piercing through grey dimensions, let me give you this chromatic gift.

Journeyed a lifetimes in seconds, fought for kings, just and unjust.
Watched mountains rise and fall like ocean waves.
But now it’s time,
Time for it all to end once more.
Time for it all to ascend once more.

Here is your torch, -
Just wait till I poured the revitalizing gasoline