Pyramid
Pestering the deep subconscious
yet a waking dream;
Running to a place I’ve never seen
almost to the answers at the gate;
My eyes do not need to see,
I’m already humming;
Dark room ready to transform,
dimension half way around the world;
Is it a map or a destination?
Mixed with an unspoken language,
awash in the magic of unknown;
Ready to change everything
yet bound by what I think I know;
Pathway to the stars, I awaken.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2020
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