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once in my sanctuary
it came in a loud gallop
followed by a wallop
my sorrowful lumbar
detaching the fear
of a clumsy blunder
shifted away from
the law of physics
an emptied vessel unmoved
like a sealed vacuum
certain a final curtain
pin drop in code of silence
light time alliances
whooshing me into
ethereal plains
a sublime hemisphere
of infinitesimal space, time
an indescribable beyond
gentle breezes
feathery light teases
soon a star-gazing eyes
darted through a
zero gravity galaxy of an
endless empyrean expanse
a’turnin spherical sight
orange white stripes
rosely red spot
churning roiling clouds
speckled dusty rings
what beauteous it shrouds
why am I here
a knowing voice appeared
melodically close but I
can only behold afar
of an ethereally existential
interstellar manifold
questioning mind
told of convoluted ways
as seen and heard
the rhymes and seasons but
for one and the only reason
mankind's whisper'd words
entrance to the portal
as did my dawned immortal
met a peaceful assembly
I lay in days, this rapturous gifts
what divine effulgence of
a truly cosmic lift
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 10:24 AM UTC
I walk through walls when I travel
To a midnight blood orange sky
Iridescent raindrops in soft motion
All discerned with my third eye
The astral world is tranquil
But not everything is as it seems
Creatures just heads are hiding
Inside articulated trees
Madly twirl to change the scenery
Watch as fish swim in venetian glass
Jump as high as painted mountain tops
Then rest on undulating grass
Weightless flights to brilliant Luna
Imagination guides the course
The realm of out of body
A thread embroidered to our source
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 10:29 PM UTC
I had a vision of you at my bedside
just checking on me?
I tried to wake but couldn't as you touched my gown
and gazed at my face.
Behind my closed eyelids
I felt your love, that you used to give sporadically.
Because you see in Black & White
And I see in Color.
I phoned you the next morning in the rain,
on my way to care for those dying.
The fight gone from your voice,
and too early to think of all the reasons not to speak with me,
you said I love you too.
I know and knew this to be true
that which keeps us apart is that you see
in Black & White and I see in Color.
I called to say I love you, miss you
here if you need me.
You're my responsibility too.
Although you acknowledge my utterances,
you were afraid to act on them.
Because we know
that you see in Black & White
and I see in Color.
We know this isn't about faith,
really it's because I've always seen in Color
and you in hues of grey.
It was nice to see you at my bed
even if a dream, but isn't it ironic?
Dreaming only in shades of Black & White
When the spectrum of the Highest
Al Khaliq created Color
Winter 2020
Jan 20, 2021
Jan 20, 2021 at 4:35 PM UTC