What do you see?
What stories within
Is the sky blue
Behind and underneath the clouds?
Is the world turned upside down?
Does it make you believe
You are about to drown?
Or do you sense
Freedoms wings, invisibilities crown?
Even if only in a short
As you pass the temple-gate
guarded by the Egyptian sphinx?
Do you know
In the reflection of a vulnerable tear
There is a spark
That truly knows no fear?
Something’s stirring in the depths
Creating ripples on the surface
Walking through the furnace
Burning away stories of old
Leaving an empty space; a wild wold
A paradoxical place
Leaving no trace