The universe opens up inside a stone
Painted into every existence
Myriad fissures never closing
Cross-spars standing tall as mountains
Deep caves hiding silent immortals
Their chariots green circular islands
Freely roaming across all the skies
Stopping to rest at clouds of white jade
When you eye this rock
You see lands no mortal may enter
Built of dreams and hopes
Now long fled from this poor earth
Some come to view the rock’s endless colors
A few to sail its broad blue oceans
Others visit lives they once led
Trying to steal an instant of happiness
Yet most wish only to look
To see our world through its spirit windows
Not as we think but as it is
Solid ground beneath your feet?
Already the floor dissolves
Beneath you endless emptiness
Dare you walk to the other side?
Perhaps some day we will meet again