Phantasmic Skies
Closing my eyes
I open the gate to the other world
arriving in the inside realm
where all logic is nonexistent
Gold grass dances all around
as moonlight shines onto me and the ground
I sprout my seraph wings
taking off into the highest heaven
Over the clouds in the ethereal nightscape
I see the pearl, pure and complete
as I witness lunar light gleam the sky
along with the outer celestial shines
Phantasmic skies,
a sight of inspiration
from where dreams are born
in the zone of illusive limits
soaring endlessly in the infinite realm
I explore the phantasmic skies
studying deep wonder
in their countless forms
Up here and everywhere
in this majestic place
shall possibilities flare
as they'll come out there
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2017
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