Mach 18 Poem by Tajma Hall

caught in a dimension
I am slowly drifting from within earth
my quickness no longer needed
yet just out of range of light
I infused with the lands
waving them back and forth
so entranced I happen to uncover a key
planted firmly between heaven and hell
what used to shape from roots like trees
this key dispelled this much more to me
in relaxed spirits I went in search for any door
within the dimension that would uncover my trials
show them something deep within my eyes
neither existed past the ending of light