Any Motion Still Life Picture Memory of Beings Submerged and Rising

Behind the design is the fine print
As books wait on my shelf to be read
And mountains call out
Rivers flow through my head
To the ocean of my imagination and all the things that trouble me
Separate them
And live in this world of the beyond
Where anything is possible
And poetry has no necessity of rhyming.
Stop there and wait
For the picture to become clear
They are cheering in the backgrounds
The angels in the mist
So let the anger dissolve
And solve this mystery of heart songs randomly skipping a beat
Feet first is safe,
But we are defeated by our fears.
Jump in upside down
So long as you know how to swim.
Upstream and fighting the current sometimes
But sometimes we have to let go and flow back down
To reach the point where we first stepped in
This is the place
Where I came up new.
These are the words that I heard from you.
This is the word, my entire life
But why'd it escape from my mind's eye?