A black canopy drizzled with stars
A blanket warm and cozy, over me
I collect all of me, into my heart
Gather stars, red flowers
Ferns and round pebbles
I build a garden inside of me
There where I live in quiet harmony
Where I collect all of me, inside my heart.
Marbles I used to play with
Fairy tales I used to love
Stories, of heroes and heroines
Tested and tried by brimstone and fire
I build a temple, a shrine
An eternal fire, divine
I collect, I collect
I collect all of me.
Pieces, prisms scattered about
A puzzle, a montage to put all together
A wondrous kaleidoscope
Shining colors and patterns
Evening passing over
Pulling a new day over me
A new tableau, a new picture show
It’s just about to begin.
