INTO the VoID

INTO the VoID

A Poem by Electric Scribe

INTO the Void

There is a land of beauty that I visit often,

When my eyes are closed, that is when it appears,

Regardless of wake or sleep,

I am mystified by its wonder,

It is nameless, it is ageless, it is cosmic, and it is heavenly,

The population is familiar and unfamiliar faces,

 All are welcome in this fairy tale world,

Even the most discriminatory spectator could identify that,

The masses collapse their hands with that of the nearest being,

Only frolic into a massive circle which stretches across the entire kingdom,

Hands are raised into the sky, folding their hand into half a heart only to be reciprocated by the soul next to them,

UNITY has blessed this dream nation,

When my eyes open I am caressed by an icy chill called reality,

Knowing only few in this world believe, or know of this Nirvana,

Innovators, creators, community builders, whom celebrate uniqueness and creativity, understanding each life is a reason to rejoice,

As my eyelids flirt with each other, blissful imagery of this Neverland returns,

This time I am placed in the clouds, surrounded by echoes of a billion chants rain from the land into the universe,

They dance, silly, entrancing, skillfully, and inspiringly,

Hinting, this paradise is a place of spirits, our spirits, after we have been freed from the shell of reality,

One day, in our own magnificent time we shall break free from the chains that have grounded us,

Our souls shall be free, we will sing and dance and the universe will be the stage,

Becoming one with those who arrived first,

Anxiously awaiting those who are yet to arrive,

Despairing not, for under love we are brought together,

Clear lakes reflects not the physical being of those who lock its gaze into the shapeless body of water, rather the inner beauty all manner of life holds within,

The skies are painted as if the rise & set of the sun have collided, the stars always visible, shining  bright, though there is never darkness,

Cradled by the winds, elevating each spirit, their songs crack through the lands, their dance becomes more erratic and more graceful all at once,

As though preforming an encore each soul spirals into a crystal cocoon and vibrant lights ignite their cores,

The brightness of each chrysalis competes with the stars for dominion of the sky,

In the farthest depths of time and space a vortex appears,

Like a cyclone, vacuuming everything into it,

A melting vat of life, love, radiant songs & dance, the sky, stars, and time itself,

As even the tiniest grain of sand is swept up by the vortex, the fall last for eternity, into a never ending chasm,

The spiraling menace has met its match, as the universe is regurgitated in an orbital pattern, sling shooting entire galaxies back into their proper place in the universe,

UNITY…….  

© 2013 Electric Scribe


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Wonderfully vivid, a true pleasure to read.
You seem to closely echo my sentiment, and as such you have inspired me to rant and rave and ramble on about my interpretation of this 'void', therefore I shall apologize in advance for verbally littering on your comments page. ;)

I believe that our imagination is boundless, mirroring the universe that we inhabit yet know so little of. Ever reshaping itself, expanding further through the reaches of our mind, taking in any and all stimuli much like a black hole, it is never truly filled by the inspiration it devours, nor ever fully satisfied with the thoughts it produces.

In this place, this void you speak of -hidden somewhere between layers of space and time in unquantifiable dimensions- exist formless objects, unthought ideas, solid shadows, invisible monuments, and as-yet unwritten sentences.

To me it is a sanctuary in a chaotic world, silence in a storm of screams, the sanity I float upon in an ocean of lunacy. It is my compass, pure and simple yet infinitely intricate, and without it I would surely be lost.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Electric Scribe

11 Years Ago

Whooaah..... your interpretation has blown me away. I am glad you enjoyed it. There is a place in .. read more
Aram Alexander

11 Years Ago

My utmost pleasure, and thank You for the inspiration to write said review. ;)



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Wonderfully vivid, a true pleasure to read.
You seem to closely echo my sentiment, and as such you have inspired me to rant and rave and ramble on about my interpretation of this 'void', therefore I shall apologize in advance for verbally littering on your comments page. ;)

I believe that our imagination is boundless, mirroring the universe that we inhabit yet know so little of. Ever reshaping itself, expanding further through the reaches of our mind, taking in any and all stimuli much like a black hole, it is never truly filled by the inspiration it devours, nor ever fully satisfied with the thoughts it produces.

In this place, this void you speak of -hidden somewhere between layers of space and time in unquantifiable dimensions- exist formless objects, unthought ideas, solid shadows, invisible monuments, and as-yet unwritten sentences.

To me it is a sanctuary in a chaotic world, silence in a storm of screams, the sanity I float upon in an ocean of lunacy. It is my compass, pure and simple yet infinitely intricate, and without it I would surely be lost.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Electric Scribe

11 Years Ago

Whooaah..... your interpretation has blown me away. I am glad you enjoyed it. There is a place in .. read more
Aram Alexander

11 Years Ago

My utmost pleasure, and thank You for the inspiration to write said review. ;)
This transcendence you speak of...is any writers dream. Enchanting to read. Thank you for sharing.

Muse

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Electric Scribe

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much for reading :)

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