Bog

The air grows dense and eerie in its solidified presence The mist pale or green is cut through with the milky twilight The bog bubbles reflecting suns’ rays Marigold ornaments the outskirts of the bog The whole sky looks like blanket rather than air You are stepping slowly unto eerie steel bridge Suddenly you notice crocodiles coming toward you from the bog You feel scared but you must continue On the other side of the bridge there stands a castle Your destination Colossal trees surround the bridge Uncanny shadow they cast The shadow cuts through the mist like a claw It is shaped like a claw You stand alone in the center of the bridge You feel surreal desolate almost fearful like you swallowed your own soul The sun seems to explode But its light appears dim because of the fog The sky is set on crystal porcelain blaze The bizarre porcelain light draws your essence You feel your soul leaving your body You are flying The hurricane of knowledge enters your consciousness The time itself seems to have substance You play with laws of the universe Time is at your leisure You feel your spirit pulled into the blaze It moves with surreal speed You enter the chamber of the Lord The magical fire is all around you You understand everything Your imagination expands The imagination is fire that burns The crystals of the blaze expand your consciousness You inhale flame of realization You are one with divine suddenly you wake up