Beneath the endless sky, electronic dreams -
A three-dimensional steppe and a neon wood,
A lace of letters, addresses, and lines,
And you - a traveler on a path without end.
No footsteps are heard among the pages,
No birds can be seen 鈥榤idst clouds and branches.
But stepping inside the borders of these dreams -
You find a dimension of color and themes.
Digital dreams are our other side.
Here you can soar or fall from the height.
But remember... beyond the edge of it all,
Someone else gazes through an open window.
AUS, 2008
