The World I Waited For

Hello, my yellow friend.
Blond blue-eyed, love of my life.
Are you here to introduce me to your new world?
My symbolic guardian of the dream world, our reunion was like no other.
Your breath and presence, how I missed your goofy face.
How wonderful to see your physical form once more!
I roll you over, my hands touch the fur I thought I'd never feel again
The smile of many that you own, I recognize, I love.
I am, in fact dreaming, for you are dead.
"I miss you."
Slight fear of the human form you may possess, and the power that I now have, I cower from allowing you to speak.
"I Know."
You need not speak.
I am led on my orientation
This world I have been trying to become acquainted with for years.
I am here, and Krishna is my guide.
Following me into every room, reappearing in new positions
Looking up with those eyes. Those eyes.
I will play it safe.
I will make you all levitate!
"Look! I'm dreaming!"
But can I awake?
"I will go to sleep, Dad. Come wake me up!"
Tickle, Pinch!
"That's weird. Am I dreaming?"
Maybe if I scream?
"Look at Krishna!"
We venture into a new scene
Hello, Mom, Dad, brother, sister.
"Look! I'm dreaming!"
Raising hands and lifting feet.
Off of the ground and into levels of higher consciousness.
Don't force yourself down
It does, in fact exist.
Do not cry sister
Do not take on my fear
Lets allow this world, for there are so many.
"Look at Krishna!"