Feeling solace
But unyielding
No longer desired
Pushed out of my bed
Landing on the floor
With a blanket too small
And nightmares to follow
I walk out hearing murmurs of good riddance
Being led by the crescent moon
Until the sun takes its place
I stroll through rushing waters and roaming plains
Until I see it
I gaze at the peak of the mountain with its odd shape
From the ground sloping up like a wave
Enlivened with vibrant colors of yellow and green
A plateau wide enough for one person
I must see what lies on the other side
It must It must!
Be my destiny
I will myself to the top of the mountain
I don’t climb it
But I make it up there
My mind is exhausted as if it grew legs and ran to the top without a single breath
I see it
The light
Sitting in the middle of a dry riverbed
My mind no longer has enough strength to get me there
It is too steep to run down to it
But I need that light
So small is that light
The size of a marble
But brighter than an Arizona summer
Its energy calling my name
Intermittent glowing as if it is speaking in exaggerated syllables
Come here (on off)
Come here (on off)
I can’t take it any longer
I must get to that light
I leap out into the sky
Hoping for a peaceful descent
And soon
The earth is dented with the weight of my body
Less than an inch from me is the light
I gradually pick up my head to feel its energy
When I open my eyes
The light goes out…
I made a mistake
But it is too late
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 11:47 PM UTC
Feeling solace
But unyielding
No longer desired
Pushed out of my bed
Landing on the floor
With a blanket too small
And nightmares to follow
I walk out hearing murmurs of good riddance
Being led by the crescent moon
Until the sun takes its place
I stroll through rushing waters and roaming plains
Until I see it
I gaze at the peak of the mountain with its odd shape
From the ground sloping up like a wave
Enlivened with vibrant colors of yellow and green
A plateau wide enough for one person
I must see what lies on the other side
It must It must!
Be my destiny
I will myself to the top of the mountain
I don’t climb it
But I make it up there
My mind is exhausted as if it grew legs and ran to the top without a single breath
I see it
The light
Sitting in the middle of a dry riverbed
My mind no longer has enough strength to get me there
It is too steep to run down to it
But I need that light
So small is that light
The size of a marble
But brighter than an Arizona summer
Its energy calling my name
Intermittent glowing as if it is speaking in exaggerated syllables
Come here (on off)
Come here (on off)
I can’t take it any longer
I must get to that light
I leap out into the sky
Hoping for a peaceful descent
And soon
The earth is dented with the weight of my body
Less than an inch from me is the light
I gradually pick up my head to feel its energy
When I open my eyes
The light goes out…
I made a mistake
But it is too late