The Mind's Eye Induced By Darkness Poem by Dark Cloud

A gorgeous aurora of enlightenment
Rests at close but distant proximity to me
I stand before the journey
Mesmorized by the thought of it
Eager to throw off a mortal mind’s garments
To drown myself in a mystical realm
Glimpses of my cerebral evolution
Flicker on and off like a dying light
As I have closed my eyes
To allow my imagination
To run at its full measure
Down a jagged yet provocative path
Relaxation reaches its proverbial peak
As I dive off the summit
Now acutely aware
That a third eye slowly opens
With the intensity of a soul’s flame
Peculiar to behold and fragile
Sustained by a foundation without name
Without form or placement recogination
Only a meaningful sensation
And a taste of true understanding
But just a taste
Reluctantly, I retreat back
As the time had eventually come
To the land of the distinct
I gradually open my eyes
As the third ceases to be
Like a gust of wind
Might sneak through a window at night
To blow out a small candle’s flame
In an otherwise blindy dark place