.
The scrape of stone on stone,
a shaft of light breaks through,
with a rush of air, fresh and new,
the chambers soul is bared.

Fractals dance enticingly
on millennia old rock,
catching shards of mica sparkles,
soft prisms copulate in the air.

The mist clears,
graceful in its retreat,
and reveals a scene from
another place, another world.
Another reality.....


© Pagan Paul (05/02/17)

So ,that's it what i afraid of,,,
I saw that with ma eyes..
It was the day that I am waiting for...
Which all the unseen habit were leaken..

Only a bit,,I saw the one who I loved more.
On the room at the kingdom palace
With one who I most worst...
It is not the fault of my eye..