Hidden Heart
Math is on the top a face
But beneath it is true countenance
It has deep mathematical base
But what is beneath is realities true place
That which can only be measured by the soul
Reaching it is ultimate goal
This is the dream underlining fabric of all
And blue demon is the guard having keys to universe’s soul
The motion not the one we know not of time but of hidden heart
That from math the skin cannot be torn apart
The circle of book of reverie door can chart
But like everything it needs fuel in order to towards abyss to depart
As reaper stands on the dark side of the moon
The other side of death rages like a typhoon
The other side in last fundamental place of knowledge is tycoon
But there lies power to which even dreams cannot attune
As magic will create its fusion in the deepest cold
The many fundamental places will unfold
The last of them is wonder to behold
It cannot be reached by magic alone but other side of it is worth more then gold
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2014
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