I had a dream that led me to this place,

an offering of such unearthly depth yet upon waking,

the seed had found some soil in me, and moved my conviction to find my way here. 

Transfixed under skies of great mysterious beauty, of slow peace.

Chasing those moments of surrendered illumination, silent wonder,

the purity of ice and flame, and the surreal light that is witnessed, yet seemes imagined. 

These are the tiny buds, the first flowers from the seed of that dream.