I search through walls
Translucent and lucid
Fire and rose petals
From another era
Another life of wisdom
That I have yet to live

Before me
This beaten path
Awaits
In golden silence
So wise
Yet
So infantile
It is young
In measures of eternity
But in years
So worn and tattered
With familiarity
Of perpetual dances

Of sorrow and joy

But still
Reborn once again
It’s aura instills
What is needed
To keep the balance

And it lies in place:
It’s place
In the universe
The void.


~*Mel Mel.