Through this web

Will you then twist my vision into a perfect blur? A landscape warped, a world I half perceive, Like gazing through a rain-streaked silk-screen, Cut the edges sharp to watch my colors bleed I ask this not in fear, but in a curious way, A yearning for a change in how I see, To break minted realities, you bind me down, And let gentle chaos set me free Excellent, pull me under morning's silver water, Where the light shivers on the shifting tides, A silent world, a cool, smooth embrace profound, Leave the surface world for a moment unplanned Let bubbles rise, like whispers to the sky, As burdens drift away in watery haze, And quiet fills the space where worries lie, A baptism in shadowed, mist-drenched maze Be sure to make it headfirst, the plunge complete, No hesitant toe dipped or cautious resolve, But total surrender to the chilling deep, A letting go, to watch my anchored self dissolve Let logic fade, as instinct takes its hold, And senses sharpen in the liquid gloom, To find a truth that can't be bought or sold, A seed of courage sprouting in drowned tomb Let this immersion quench my every ire, I will tear through this web, reborn in fire