Memories glide,
Murmuring through,
The effluent tide,
Of neural pathways that grew.
Synapses tingle,
Meticulously awaken,
When the eyes grows single,
The soul shaken.
And the eye sees light,
Gleaming out of the dark,
And as day come from night,
Hark the call hark.
Spinning in a vortex of vision,
Everything magnified and repeated,
Peering through the prism,
Holographic and completed.
Glimpse into the supernal landscape,
Gaze at the wonders of the universe,
Within yourself lie ecstasy escape,
Within flowering passion submerse.
Wanderer of the continuum,
Passed beatific boundaries elated,
Heart beats to the conundrum,
Collapsing back in to what is created.