33

through the fog
the headlights of awareness
search for eyes approaching
maybe brown and bursting
dark skin hues
of continents unknown

i stand here
counting galaxies
in an endless sky
where your numbers
come up 33 times
through mystical forces 
draw me down to earth
where i once planted a seed
to grow, reach and search
beyond  all arcs of reason
and bring back meaning.

illusion still remains
undeciphered in the thirst
of waiting.

where are you?
who are you?

Author Notes

Mystical and metaphysical. The number 33 seems to pop up at unexpected places, dreams and people and I don't understand what that really means or why it is so. Someone will comment.

© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, 16 days ago

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Reviews

[Matching Socks]

I read this 33 times and thought of you thirty times today.
And now I'm going to go buy a lottery ticket with the number 33. Weird.
I get this though. I have a number: 36. I am convinced that I will die in the year 2036.
Wait and see I guess...

[Marshall]

I had no clue what the hell 33 meant until I was told it had significance. All my life that number has popped up and in the most surreal situations. Its probably now that the sceptic understands there must be some meaning behind those numbers. Cheers. Good luck with the lottery.

[Matching Socks]

Cheers. Thx.