I asked myself
where did
I find reason?

I pondered
on their 
“this” which
was a picture.

It was a
man flying
over hills
covered in
Manuka.

The hills the
man the sky
were all black
and grey
the lightest
grey was white.

The man was
naked and happy
flying like
a cross through
the sky of his dreaming.

He dreamed of 
Manuka and Kanuka.

I ask myself
could that sky
still exist
as I remember it
so very grey?