Sovereign Iii

Looking out past the cryptic crystal glass into the busy rain-slick Street I feel the sovereignty of this world pass slowly like a shadow beneath my feet I sit and watch the passing machine the mechanics of the unknown design... Humanity. Every one a different shade size or Identity. The world we know as a fragile shell of what is real and surreal the world we know is but a shadowed illusion of the story of you… Just below our senses behind our feelings & our lives. I sit and watch a feeling of the underworld turn in its quite dark orbit in my inner eye. He will pass through not knowing the truth or observe the inner world & burn the sovereignty of night I feel it just beyond, just beyond my grasp, my reasoning... My intellectual reality is hidden in a veil looking past the crystal clear glass cryptic sky. Into the world unknown never shown watching the moving… Mechanics of the machine known as humanity viewing the sovereignty of none. No one in the outer spheres turns, yearning to wait for what is coming…