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[robinbloke]

Falling.
Time sliding past like raindrops on the window.
Mingling, merging, feelings rising. Senses crashing.
Synthesis of time, space, perception, energy.
All into one.
Words.
Spoken in chimes of a bell tolling for the dead.
Jarring notes that shake the soul.
Distant shimmers rising from heat and light.
All fading into clarity.
Revelation fogs the mind, burning the pages of query.
Answers closing their eyes, avenues roadblocked.
Deep inside they fade away. Just a hint of colour.
Still ringing. Noone home. Faint and growing.
Shaking the mind. Gravity pulling.
Illusions of borders. Hidden worlds.
Cycles turning, just once more.

Comments

[veridian-sylph.livejournal.com]

Beautiful, and strangely familiar - your jottings? Or lyrics to something I should know?

Lovely, though. Thank you

sylph

[robinbloke.livejournal.com]

I was listening to 'La mer' by NIN and the words just started to flow.