Here I am in this world,
But feeling
Not of this world.
Myriad years
Chimerical cities
Phantasmagorical people
Drugged and dreaming
Unaware even
That I was ever there
Stepping into rivers
Do I remember?
Glimpsing a place apart
Black lace veil rent
Revealing the plentitude
Beyond the painted stars
Refractions of the Invisible
Something like a colour,
A touch of light.
The meaning of myth,
Closer to the Absolute
Than precise measurements.
I saw, why couldn’t you?
That you and I
Are but One
All multiplicity seeks
A return so flows
Towards the source
The fire burns hottest
Within the core
Only here gets us there.
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