Astral, Lucid who can say

[Suziefish]

Our island is with us every day
Swimming along the tile path
on the bottom of the wave-swept floor,
towards it, I move,
Rising, breathing, it is above me,

my companion guides me there...
his listening ear, begets ongoing description

it is a place that echoes within
moving towards it, I feel it begin
to vibrate through the waves

I feel the message it sends
our island has always been there
it will always be available
as long as we breathe its salty, astral air

the air we breathe out, the air we breathe in

open or closed, our eyes can see
the beauty and safety that sets us free