The Tenth Gate

The city of nine Gates lays between two worlds. In time wanders through pain and bliss, Holding stones with hands cold, following signs stray from a Fate's gush. The dark city walks the path of Silence, Driven by a flaming star until the last Gate appears. A vivid lightning, in a winter's scary night, The edge of a cliff that few will dare to fall, The tenth Gate reveals the Secret of a life divine. Time and light swirl and dance in a purity, Where prime Intuition and instincts entrap the Oblivion. Free minds, visitants, touching the Doors' Perception knob Wishing to feel the large and become the change they See.