Spike Through the Heart

Lagoon of thought is a high place But its essence were thought at the base Black spike in my soul is put in place I wish to reverse its face When I reverse its countenance My spirit will shine with brilliance The negativity will reverse into positivity of similar distance The equations will find new clairvoyance The continuity has its own coherence And using it one can form his sentence But using additional dimensions at base has its sequence So in reverse fortune and realization of dreams glory would have sublime countenance