Poetry #109: Wait, Why Is My Dog’s Face Shifting Into A Lion?

Out of the bands of time

Into the ever illusory

Knowledge slips away out of my grasp

Morphing back and forth again

Sense and no-sense

Wait, why is my dog’s face shifting into a lion?

The infinite opens up and swallows me whole

The hills are alive

With the sound of spiralling fractals

High

The veil is lifted

Mind shifted

Nothing will ever be the same again

Green elves

Beyond the edge of the world

There’s a space where emptiness and substance overlap

Where past and future form a continuous loop

And there are chords no soul has ever heard

And signs no soul has ever seen

Such is the unknown

Words fail to describe something beyond words

Flowing through eternity forevermore..

~DiosRaw 20/02/21 10:55AM

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