The unknown lingers,
Just like every second,
Guesses can be made,
Utilize the senses,
Use the sixth knowingly,
Confident through the blur,
As opposed to blind guesses,
Evolve them into sure,
Intent that is pure,
Cannot be touched by flak,
For soaring even higher,
Remains in one intact,
With a choice to fly low,
Still,
Adds for another thrill,
Freezing lightning solid,
Unleash its strike at will,
Concentrate,
On fate,
To travel within destiny,
Leave behind the physical,
I shall use the rest of me,
Light's what casts shadows,
The Universe's recipe,
Life,
I say,
Test me,
6 or 9,
No line,
Top or bottom viewed,
Perception that factor,
That makes opinions skewed,
For both views are correct,
Yet the other just can't see,
Through the other's eyes what be,
See?
Attempt to unfold,
Sifting gold through gravel,
Decipher this here poem,
Let your mind travel,
Times and places,
Unknown,
Never a dull moment,
Grasp the present,
Own it.
Written 09/06/2018. To better explain the 6 or 9 part. Imagine: a 6 drawn on the ground, with no line under it, or above it. If 2 people were looking at it on the ground, one at the top, one at the bottom, one would see a 6, one would see a 9. Both would be correct. Perception.