Echoes Arising From Deep Within This Autistic Canyon Of Self

I speak with a mouth
Full of stars

The language of the universe
Dripping down my chin

I dream with a head
Full of spring

Myriad flowers
Bursting

Butterfly wings
Flapping

The crush of life
Building a wall around my head
That soon comes crumbling down

I hope with the soft edges
Of the Moon

Hidden in the dark corners
Where fear takes over a wandering mind

For we must be loved like a newborn
Helplessly spinning in the naked sky

Cool wind of night
Nipping at our toes

Echoes define us
But we must open ourselves
To becoming something more

Transmogrifying
Into something new

A cocoon of stark velvet intention
Embodied by the love of a planet

By the twinkle
Of a solar system

By the knowledge
Of a galaxy

By the laughter
Of an Infinity of trembling possibilities