Whisked away
To that place

Of castles and magic
Fire and dragons

It is a realm.

Of nothing
Of everything
Of something

Something to be seen--if listening.

There are shadows and secrets
to be unlocked.
There is no key,
just a missing puzzle piece.

A seed, to be nurtured
an innocent piece of dirt
stepped on repeatedly
to only make more dirt

The ground is shook
with such force.

Unseen,
living inside,
late late at night.

With castles
And magic
And fire
And dragons