(something just snapped)

something just snapped
and I stopped doing it for them
and started doing it for you

something just snapped
and I stopped curtailing my self
and began doing it for me

Somewhere over the night mare
a fairy feathered her wings
over vain and glorious things

somewhere the rainbow doesn’t end
and the hands that build
are not torn, but healed

Somehow in the hand-made quilt
rest is had
sleep is felt, and dreams come

somehow where the waves loll
in the sand
rejuvenation sends her wealthy arms

somewhat strange
cool and gently bold
like a Dream awakening

somewhat like fairies chattering
lifting their wings
in strange music

something filling
a bold new music
a big full song

something like Learjet
cool as flight
bright as a table in sunshine

somewhere
in a room
filled with window

somewhere
in southern light
and white crossbeams

somehow lifegiving
wild and gentle
solid and serene

somehow big
healing perfectly
bringing warm light

somewhat strange
and new
freeing

somewhat silent
yet providing strains of music
in the soul