Mui Ne Moon

Moonlight full over the sand dunes

Wheels rolling, waves turning

Crashing to grains

Sand in our hands

Whispering to the wind and the ocean sounds

accompanied by a motorbike chorus 

weaving like wild water 

in the river as we cross step by step

in careful synchronicity.


We dream. We see. Imagine.

We hear music and it illuminates the beautiful naked clarity of our thoughts

As certain as the waterfall is pulled by gravity

We drift in and out of holes in space with endless worlds to recreate 

in our minds.