worlds within worlds

worlds within worlds

islands of light in oceans of timelessness

clusters of lives that we could have lived

or maybe we lived and do not remember

all layered in the mind

slowly rotating, folding, unfolding -

honey seeping through corridors

like empty blood vessels

taking us to the secret gates of more unfathomable worlds;

maybe one day we’ll be able to move

from this life into a parallel one

crossing bridges of dreams

passing through labyrinths made of butterfly wings -

maybe one day

silence and words

will spiral into perfectly shaped stars.

light will prevail

colours and shapes

light and shadows

there where words stumble and fall

there where order collapses

in the cauldron with icy flames

there where voices choke in agony

and muted screams become once again

blinding light and sirens’ songs…

start all over again

there is a shadow at the edge of my mind, right here,

between the pale skin of morning hours and

my pulsing temples - 

sometimes it grows tentacles

of lies and screams - oh, father,

take this faceless ghost away from me,

show me that mercy is not

just an empty promise

and grace a blind pegasus.

oh, father, switch off this day for me,

delete it from the calendar of struggle,

lift me up there into your

blank whiteness,

into the frozen light!

erase this world,

start all over again

with a whisper over black waters…


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