My spirit takes a journey through my mind 
in through the endless coloured waves 
the shaded patterns moving through these places 
fan across the faces of my memory 

out of sight not out of mind 

intellactuality is holding nothing left for me on this flight 
the spaces of the time before 
leave the logic at the door of reality 

out of sight not out of mind 

rain of the summer fills the hand 
a snow white turtle on a stained glass land 
lie overturned, legs that kick and claw 
cannot bite into the wall 

this vision paling slowly now into the tunneling liquid space 
inside this microdot daydream 
i seek an understanding of my life in this place 

out of sight not out of mind