The looking glass extends throughout
All splatters of pure clear
A reality that hasn't begun
All innocently of mind
The stares of the unknown
Are stepping stones across
The bridge of perspective
The perspective from within
Redden streaks merge with white
Staining all lies inside
Bringing them all out into the surface
Over the edge of the terrence
Crossing over that gap
With the sharpened demons below
Waiting to devour
Waiting only to steal
The planks upon which they walk
Creak and fall with every step
With steps further they take along
A new perspective of reality
"Jack, I said no ball in the hall."
Reminded Jinny with her call
-"But what is it about my ball
that I can’t play with it in the hall?"
Jinny glared at the little clown
"It will turn the hall upside down."
-“Turn upside down? That's a neat trick!
How do you do that? With a kick?"
-"You kick that ball and I'll pull your ear
You can play outside, but never here."
Jinny walked away and left Jack aware
about the ball in the hall, it was no dare.
Jack quickly ran the hall to play outside
but running made his shoelaces untie
He tripped and the ball flew off his hands
It knocked four vases and two table stands
And right after the
How dawns the morn so very bright and bold
that night's dark face can only turn away;
and all our dreams in sunlit skies are sold
as eventide gives pardon to the day.
She feels the cloak of dreams unclasp their sway
and fading softly spun into the gold,
that she will rise from sleep and make her way
ere morning grows another second old.
The reflection in the Mirror is no longer broken,
The flower in Bloom no longer stained,
The song that I Sing is no longer sad,
The Unconditional love I feel is no longer strained.
The Supernova I see is an explosion of desire,
The Unknown no longer compels me to fear,
If a Hospital is where I seal my fate,
Let it be known I died loving You, my dear.