morning
a new day approaches
whispers down the corridor
I hear my inner conscience call
a challenge to be free is a quest of time
to frolic in the ambiance of my mind
with all your weight it falls on me it brings me down
cascading water fall on a brisk hot morning
angels frolic as they wish together
hearts unfold through its duration

saw the vision through a pathway in a forest
the path was heavy with leaves and rocks
sullen brevity torn in the circle of its frenzy
pillars of solitude dash the mindset again
in fortitude we have built this sequence of thought
in the center of the forest there is a door
hallow ivy in pictoral resolve
we will reach are ****** in this place
hauntingly surreal of fixed vestibules alone
with all your weight it falls on me it brings me down

there is a portion of value in this lands fixation
hearing the noise of owls in its vast domain
yet I sought its perfect peace amidst a place of unrest
even the gates of Hell can't stand against this place
a reason to belive so much more but what ?
we ponder its escape for is it an illusion or that of a reality ?