In the Garden of Stars

walk amongst trees
fly in her breezes
molten metals
burn in her heart
while her head and feet
catch a freeze.

I am with you
in the garden
of electrical
signals
and I bring
forth riches
and diamonds
and sky.

And I am made up
of carbon
and flowers.
fallen leaves
and vivid
tiger's eye.

My hairs runs
through streams
where vines part
and impart
scenes of sun
drenched
tides,
moons,
dreams.