worlds within worlds

worlds within worlds,

islands of light in oceans of timeless waiting,

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 frozeen 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.

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