My Poem#25 With the vision of my eye

With the vision of my eye

I lay down on the ocean floor

Under the moonlight spell

I can’t see with my eyes

I can’t lie to my mind

Turn out the lights

I can hear the scream of the butterflies

I can ride with my wings to the sky

Turn out the lights

I hear the ghosts outside

I see all of them with the vision of my eye

André Araujo Ribeiro