The Avatar

The un-bodily sphere in realms of conscious, introverted senses in space ponder precious. Through deep quiet into different existence, uncertainties from beyond the distance. It felt like fire kindling in my blood, as I by some strange flowing river stood. My first reaction is to reassure the sapphire key, that could unlock some dreadful history. Intruders who in their rights had no part, took memories of true pleasures from natives heart. Replacing them with digital images to rejoice, taken on their mind by an artificial happy voice. A slender woman smiling waiting at the creek, been told that another Avatar will join the seek. She speaks of the feast from the joy and its dying spark, and the firmament in hollow frightening dark. We had to reach the domain of the controlling power, the glimmering lights from that high grey tower. Then for those rescued life new seems to be, for joy provides a purpose reason quality. The tower now clearly near and we feel that joyous delight, as the key absorbs poor energies turning bright. The rich of worship levitates the yellow bright stone, deliverance of weary years ended in a squeaky moan. At last one tower down while other places are still, I took that key in protocol of safety goodwill. Empty shadows by my eyes racing passed, another world sustained from the bottom of my heart.