All thought is visible. <br />Everything sparkles and <br />glimmers like vaporized gold. <br /> <br /> <br />Harp music fills the air. <br />Breath is the only food, <br />and dreams, the only laws.<br /><br />David Kowalczyk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-on-the-sun/
