Analysis of Open Gifts

Relax, let those old worries disappear,
flick your visions into the air and laugh,
time's just quiet moments here; stretched or curled,
wrap them around fingertips travelling
hair which dances inside a subtle breeze.
Place all the demons that hover above
at my feet; sweetly scented with love's grace,
unfold the lines which cross your sunken brow,
imagination's realms are reciting
dreams; colourful slips of cool promises.
Wisdom's waves are wonderful as sunlight
catches emotions released to Heaven,
soothe that thirst; soft ripples in golden sand,
close your eyes and breathe in every second
of beautiful life's precious open gifts.