(Dim) Abyss.
Nothing Appears
Until,
"You."

You asked,
"What is the point of all this?"

The View,
In the distance
No longer
Changes,
It appears
Sedentary.

It moves
Through
Fractals
That
Forever,
Consummate,
The Spiral.

It Invisibly
Connects
Tunnels,
That Blanket
Across
Unseen
Silence.

To change
The Scenery
With
Each
Revision;
Timeless.

A (Light),
Expanding
Ever (Bright),
Plays
As it displays
Itself
In
Dark
Energy.

"Where
Am
I?"

"You
Are
Here,
With me...

Always
Will be."

A present time,
Connects
To the
All-Knowing
Eye.

We've
Been
In
The Continuum,

This
Entire
Time.

"Wake up
Now."

"It's not your turn yet."

Close your eyes,
Thoughts
Passing in-and-out----
All the time...
Singing songs
Of many genres.

I think I've
Heard this one
Before,
And the rain
Gently taps
On the windowsill,
And leaves on trees
Whisper-
Sleep please.

The mind playing
Tricks,
With each paradox.

My finger circling,
A square box.

Always
An illusion,
On the outside.

Contradicting
On the inside...
Are our lives,
Sometimes.

They play constantly,
Until drained
And empty.

Diving into
Dark blue waters,
Waves
Overcoming
The undertow,
Pulling and pulling.

It's all in...
What you believe.

Lying on the couch
Like a sketch
Lies my mother
With the same breath
As I expressed

Pathetic warrior...
Down to the meadow
of the valley you went

To fulfil the dire task
of thy nation and
cut the scarlet heads
of those foul lilies

You stand alone
provoking the mighty wind
into a single combact

Viewers of that requiem
are merely the mountains
and the streams