Glimpses of something different
Is she there
Is she even there?
At the corners of my mind
A heart racing too fast for its cage
A beauty eternally sought
A quest internally taken
Is this what it's come to?
So who am I anyway?
Glimmers of her radiate like an ancient poem
Treading sweetly over my wreckage
The disjointedness of my existence
The depths of my resistance
Always there, at the fringe of twilight
Several shades of amber and strawberry
A soul I wondered at
And pondered, and pondered
Someone who could have been
Perhaps should have been
Is she there?
Trampling through the colored veils
Searched the edges of existence
For all knowledge
Traversed the depths of God and Universe
Love and death and beauty
Great divide of male and female
Ancient lands of magic and power
Politic and archy
I thought I knew me
Til she returned...