I feel your presence.
You are in the air.
Floating silently
among strangers to colours.
All around me you fly,
like energy in motion.
Light shine through you,
casting rays around the room,
creating shapes of beauty
and colours of unseen brightness.

I vaguely remember the void
from which I came.
But your origion
cannot be questioned.
In the very cradle of life
you were found,
by gods of ancient powers.
You grew to become everything.
And you're mine.

But with dawn comes reality.
- once again