Sanoja: Great Lake Swimmers. Ongiara. I Became Awake.

I became awake
From a very dark place
Patchwork of fear of poorly conceived ideas
With a blister of water

Mark of working hands, ready to catch or cut
Senses aligned, the animal urgency
And voices picked up
Flowing over the static, late, quiet

All awake, all awake

I became awake
Fingers are open, eyes they are open
The firing of images, an orchestra of scribbles
The guts of an engine, the veins of a leaf
Light onto paper, exposed

A filament in a bulb, up above or in the ground
Together we are magic, together we are dreaming
Together we will reach endlessly
The center of a seed, so full of possibilities

All awake, all awake
All awake

I became awake
I thought I was sleeping but I was only forming
A structure with no ceiling
With words like a runway
A cloud of a person drifting away

I was heavy but now I am light
I was heavy but now I am light
All awake, all awake
All awake, all awake