Are You Ready?


Work my way into your mind

To contemplate the art of time

Complimenting the sublime.


The question in doubt,

couldn’t figure it out…


Can’t escape the run

The violent race to the sun


Past the sulken, the hatred

Past the mountain of despair.

Catch yourself behind,

Don’t think they wouldn’t dare


Back in the era of the illusion

Left in a frame

Clouded by a convoluted conclusion.


Don’t lose the light in sight of another height,

Only then should you be compelled into a haunting plight.


Bestow upon yourself a freedom of demise

A fathomable heaven, a reality some fantasize.


Energy entwined with the roots of your soil

No rush, relax, just stay awhile.



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