Corridors Of My Mind
I wander alone dressed in resplendent light,
Through swirling clouds of evanescent haze,
Ghostly and suffused with myriad thoughts,
But they tauntingly elude my grasping gaze.
Each door opens to a new world, new views,
And so convoluted are these corridors,
Some sad, some happy some fearsome to behold,
But I cannot decide how to plot my course.
Why do I like these solitary forays?
Through undulating meadows of some lovely scene,
With beautiful clumps of blooming colour interspersed,
Foliage and flowers all crimson and green.
Waving tremulously, the lonely daisy I spied,
Gently tossed in the soft and fragrant breeze,
I peer intently at the beautiful world within,
As the bee sucks the honey in.
The waving blade of glass beckons me,
To tell him wither I had been,
He had many questions: the answers I do not know,
Like what my fate will really be.
So I walk through infinity of space and time,
Where no man has ever stepped before,
I look at these landscapes of the mind,
I lie down in this beauty for evermore.
So I wander aimlessly,
Through infinity to the infinitesimal in my mind,
The thrill of experiencing the doors that open for me,
To see what joy, sorrow or fear I find.
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