ThePoetOfSteel

Stuck in a world completely of my own, None of which touches the eyes of this world, Longing to explain, though nothing quite leaves my lips, Wishing for an answer from the ghost of a question. The world I live, it is quite open and free, Filled with a beautiful tint of color and mystery, Love for the galaxies and admiration of the moon, Singing for the glory of the unknown in all forms. I dance, I laugh, I love, I feel, I allow myself to ponder our earthly home in sight, Unable to quite express how lovely it would be, To know deep within my heart of the riddle we call life. The secrets, the answers, the unnamed phenomena,   Of the place we are only to understand through a mind of limits, Breaking through the seams of the core of this planet, Though, indeed, there is so much more we must know of the deep. Tell me, will we ever truly know, Of the enigma we call living in this world? Of the beauty and grace of the universe out of reach, Of the curiosity and wonder of our colorful land of

  Open. Open. Awaken. Now. The world had flipped upside down for a brief moment in time as I felt consciousness and thoughts pour into my previously undisturbed mind. My eyes locked shut, I completely allowed my body to exist in whatever this environment may be.   ‘Where am I?’ ‘What am I doing?’ ‘How am I here?’ These phrases swarmed my brain, bees of panic attacking my logical frame of thinking as my heart palpitated in a state of distress. As if my head were a ticking time bomb, set to erupt at any given moment. ‘Really… Where am I?’ … Open. The thought once more pressed against me, ushering deeper. Deeper within, harder toward my mind’s eye. Please… Open. I sensed this to be of no threat to me. I realized this as my once fear filled heart had been replaced with one of slight ease and repose, my tenseness noticeably lessening as a tie would untangle.   I am asking you… to open.   The calling became clearer. Open your eyes. And I did just that. … As my orbs wandered , my vision attem