Beyond the Doors

A oval,round,bright and eccentric light slowly sways in front of my eyes,I feel like the eyes of the mountain,I have seen it all, I feel like the leaf of tallest tree, I feel the blood of a lion flowing through me. My mind rolls over into the portals of vivid and vibrant visions of dandelions floating down with multi color cells in wells of heaven , my wisdom swells, while sinking into Sempiternal and ethereal super-conscious of creativity, productivity, comprehensibility and divinity of the mind, with the most extremely keen vision I have seen the bright beam of self. The gift of the lush greenery burnt and inhaled, traveling in blood stream, my blood gleams as my mind steams in wisdom's pot transforming into wisdom's ink as I think of words to accompany paper, the brain stimulated and awakening the better self, breath no longer desirable,feeling is numb as you slowly drift in ineffable mellifluous beats of a drum, unlocking the minds chamber of secrets,floating in a pile of whispers revealing mysteries, my mind is unlocked by a friendly shock of lush greenery. Up and up sent by a blast to a vast level of awareness, seeing the soul of a tree and the eye of the sky, high up I fly in that open eye seeing the truth in the world below from the eagles soul and the clouds brain,lifted by the arms of the tree,mystical vapor of chemistry,I can visualize the map of my soul, paths that never bends but ascends and blends with supreme unknown ,have you seen the evanescent doors of your mind with door knobs that shine and door mats made of words sublime,inside this state of mind there is a wind binding every thing aloof or close, all assembled as ONE. By: Elliott Bowe