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…
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