The Vision

I saw a yellow sky dripping honey, a round sun like a freed lollipop, a banner of rainbows floating above heads.
I saw the greenest grass ever, with jumping laughing frogs and snails ; ponds of milk singing sofly, softer than all the pianos man has played.
I saw the old wise tree, branches like arms thrown around the World's neck. His roots were brown and purple, caressing the translucent skin of deep rivers. Silver birds and crocodiles wove a crown of clouds around its mighty leaves. The wise old tree was the bottle of comfort. The wise old tree was the Father with thousands protective hands.
I saw the wind, yes I did. It was drapped in robes of nougat, exuding existence wherever it ran. Wind was a joker : he swallowed children sweets and stole women's shoes. Wind was the pool where life swam.
I saw I saw. But did my eyes see themselves? Yes, they did.
My name's Merlin, and I have twelve eyes.

Once I saw a child smile, and all the answers were suddenly there.
Child child child! Speak, laugh and run, for you know what I seek! You are the one who will help! Child child child, don't stop smiling! You are the well where hope ripens. You are the wonder always new. You are the eyes that cannot go blind.

I saw a Window. A great Window which would never break. And I knew that I could do it : why, I hover over this world, insubstancial like the Window I saw.
Who could melt History back into its murky tomb?
Who could erase murderous science to store it in the rightful Mind?
Who would free the earth from the asphalt that throttles it?
Who would wipe tears from dried cheeks and mend the torn wings?
Who?

The children know the answer.