Beautiful cries of warbling perception
Mixed into overpowering swells that rise and fall
Slick concoctions of toasted spice and bubbling laughter.

Every emotion in every thought, every flavor of nostalgia
Experience, human, animal, mineral, celestial
Spiraling into ideas, shapes, motion, people, places, civilization, towering faces
The words of them all fly, glide, and sink about my mind
A radio tuned to ethereal frequencies that likes its static and adventures.

I have no need to control any of you, beyond what I find in my own mind
Just let me dance and whirl on your surfaces
Finding my peace as I walk on water
Home being the pond where you first found me.