As light flows into darkness,
a beam of hot gaseous stars erupt from the sun.
Destination unknown as the watery depths lay hidden below, the twilight of dream as we know.
Mystery and distortion
play games with our minds and emotion,
twisting us deeper into the world within worlds…
Where words are not spoken only symbols remain,
unbroken and tied to our hearts by chains.
Magic is released into the synapse of the mind,
expanding towards the heavens, sacred in time,
drifting past the horizon the marbled moon lays awaiting.
Escaping trickery and trap of the earth bound home.
This is where the spirit roams.
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