re-vision

Somewhere over the rainbow my mind wanders
until I realize I'm soaking wet outside with no shoes on.
Someone's conversation is nagging me, tapping on my shoulder,
Oh, please listen to this twenty-first century travesty telling us to
turn our lives into ecoperfect, fashion-sensitive, orderly messes.
Somehow inside this noisy place I close my eyes
And so clearly I see a blue square of ocean,
I'm dreaming,
it's an explosion of vibrant liquid, greens, blues, spirit, contained
on all sides but bottomless and unlimited as though it were
the portal to another universe --
dreams are thoughts are true are present.
Modes, perspectives, spheres lose their rigid lines
to merge and blend as one and I dive in down deep to realize
here, I'm not soaking wet in a place so real and honest.