The dynamics of balancing
The euphoric state of wonder
Time is the essence of illusion
Forged in false hopes asunder

Feed me, the darkness cries
Choking on reality, starving for lies
See god's breath in a December's chill
Frozen spokes in an eternal wheel

The mind's eye aimlessly stares
The spirit within thinner than air
The enlightened soul holds its own
I think, so therefore my thoughts roam

Hold me not in my belief
******* that turns to grief
Touch and taste but don't confuse
Let thy myth be thy muse

The door lies open within the dream
For those who choose to surf the stream