Magical gate, before my eyes, of golden beams appears,
Lighting the path to my next destination, a distance covering years.
I stumble forward into a mystic haze, where time and space collapse,
A realm of intangible nothingness, with no compass and no maps.
Up is down, and left is right, yet directions don’t exist,
All around, homogeneous substance, a moving purple mist.
Should I walk, fly or swim, and which way should I go?
A familiar taste consoles my senses, telling me that I know.
With strength of mind I conjure forth a majestic vessel, my ship,
And take my place at its bow, for this cosmic travelling trip.
I steer my way through unseen perils, observing from the helm,
The awe-inspiring wonderment of this secret spiritual realm.
I float, I glide, I dance along a stream of iridescent rain,
A shimmering-prismatic pathway in this kaleidoscopic plane.
An eternity later, of shortest moments, the anchor is then thrown,
I disembark from my flying carpet, to explore my ethereal home.
Gracefully I make my way through a maze of dark branched grass,
Then run my hand over a motionless sand dune that I’m about to pass.
Then I reach a twin oasis, long palms upon their centres,
And ready myself for the soft rimmed cave that I’m about to enter.
Back, I look, at the soft terrain that has led me to this place,
And realise with a gasp of breath that it was my own face.
Down I fall into a dark abyss, with mountains of teeth that gleam,
And soon awaken with a shocking jolt from my journey to the land of dreams.
© Naziyah Mahmood, 2014.
(Image taken from hqwallbase.com)
(Also shared on http://poetreecreations.org/2014/08/28/celestial-sails-promote-yourself/ )
(Written as pasrt of the Daily Post: Daily Prompt – Tunnel Vision: You’ve been given the ability to build a magical tunnel that will quickly and secretly connect your home with the location of your choice — anywhere on Earth. Where’s the other end of your tunnel?)