two

fathom the pools of deepest darkness

find the dragon slumbering beneath the waves

dive down underneath the surface

below the world of light and color

beyond the realm of shadow and shade

beneath the transparent skin of silver reflection and white foam

break through the thin veil of darkness

hold nothing back

enter into the ethereal medium

through which pure spirit dances unendingly

in which the soul trances ephemerally

infinite possibilities opening up in every direction

tracing patternings of pure light translucently

multifaceted imaginings whirling and twirling about

wheeling and reeling around and around

in a dream-like kaleidoscope of consciousness

enter into the other reality

where apathy and neglect are left forever behind

upon the hard trails of vicarious living

then the spirit comes alive

and the world recreates itself afresh

again and again

reborn, dying, and reborn

again