As if in a dream, I walk into a blue misty haze, a haze of bewilderment, a total thing of beauty. As I walk along, I see scenes of my past, my present, and a new hope for the future.
For this haze envelopes my soul, it feeds my soul. It’s the flame that sparks my desire for love, life and living. It’s a beginning, and also the end. If feeds upon my wants and desires, and somehow I nurture it. For within this hazy mist of blue, I can see the things that I truly am, and things that I want to be.
It makes me feel as if I should know no boundaries, and no limitations that I have set for myself, and the limitations that bind my very being to the basic foundations of my inner self.
This mist comes with the delight of all the wonders of the world, all of its beauty, and all the things I have overlooked all my life. It calls to me, and takes me gently out of the shell that has imprisoned my heart.
It lifts me gently to heights of intensity never felt before. Why should this all affect me as it does? What strange power does this mist have? What is its true purpose for me?
I shall not run from the truth. I shall not fear it’s power, nor run from its love. I step back from it, mesmerized by its beauty and complexity. As I step back, I realize, this is not a dream, but reality.
For the whole time I was gazing in your eyes
""Written by Karl" |
