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Mystic Horizons
- Mystic Horizons -
It was not any thoughts of a conscious design, nor dreaming hope in gleaming splendor...
Which made it seem that with an arcane art, words could bridge the portals of the worlds.
Some think it mere fancy or fantasy, deception or lie, but the truth would drive them mad!
If they could but accept the grand visions, the revelations, the tapestry in all of its' wonder,
They would, I wager, still not trade their illusions away, likening them to precious pearls.
Only the worthy, I was told, could bear this burden of knowing, which makes some sad!
Who should be taught, and how should I teach, of those paths that bridge across realities?
Captivating will and heart, with woven verses filled with magic and arts most uncommon.
Across sands and woodlands, mountains and streams, in the wilderness between planes...
There have my feet and determination brought me, seeking after certain mystical rarities.
Sometimes I go as one bidden when a desperate mortal heart seeks so to call, to summon.
I am never as they expect I would be, as I do what I can to relieve them of hidden pains!
They cannot know the sights I have beheld, from which saintly sorts should turn away,
As ominous and terrible, the thunder resounds across skies which their eyes beheld not.
Unto the place of ruins, on the sacred world forbidden, in the shadow of its' vast form...
They come to the palace remnants, where looms the last tower remaining from its' age.
Abandon all reason you who would pass into that edifice, as well as all rational thought!
Embrace the darkness and the madness, and the calling of that great and terrible storm.
In all your praised science, in any wandering that might bring knowledge to your mind,
You would search in vain for the source of the magic that brings power to such places...
Where gods abide and spirits hide from the sight of those who choose to gaze too deep.
The places I can take you are far less than what awaits for people wiser to therein find,
Though there can be no joy for the brash, who seek in arrogance and all lack of graces...
Finding only emptiness in the halls where far more than ancient shadows would creep!
Near to the desolation even death ceases to bestow its' meaning unto certain who walk,
In the shade of my footsteps which have neither an origin or an ending in rightful way.
Weep not, for the realization that there is no going back once you journey at my side...
For, we dwell eternally outside, despite abiding in flesh that still death may thus stalk!
There are other forms of immortality and for them there is no high price for us to pay,
As we walk, across the roads between, and through currents of eldritch energy so ride.
Suffer not in seeking, but celebrate brightly and with no heed to those hardships past,
For all is as foreseen and as witnessed, by the shadows of the place where all is met...
One place of countless across a myriad of existences where sparkle all the same stars.
Despair not in finding, but laugh and love and know that though matter does not last,
We are far more, than is material, and not all of the future is by some fate already set!
Many are the horizons that await the eye that sees by choice rather than fleshly dictate,
Seek on and with your heart and intuition, that through the sands that seem but waste...
You may behold the oasis, and its' gardens, a hint of paradises that may come to exist!
There you will find trees bearing fruits which convey wisdom which can hungers sate.
Let me show you the waters of many lakes, so that of their sweetness you may so taste!
We may stand together, at the last, while before us lie wonders seen past parting mists.
It was not any thoughts of a conscious design, nor dreaming hope in gleaming splendor...
Which made it seem that with an arcane art, words could bridge the portals of the worlds.
Some think it mere fancy or fantasy, deception or lie, but the truth would drive them mad!
If they could but accept the grand visions, the revelations, the tapestry in all of its' wonder,
They would, I wager, still not trade their illusions away, likening them to precious pearls.
Only the worthy, I was told, could bear this burden of knowing, which makes some sad!
Who should be taught, and how should I teach, of those paths that bridge across realities?
Captivating will and heart, with woven verses filled with magic and arts most uncommon.
Across sands and woodlands, mountains and streams, in the wilderness between planes...
There have my feet and determination brought me, seeking after certain mystical rarities.
Sometimes I go as one bidden when a desperate mortal heart seeks so to call, to summon.
I am never as they expect I would be, as I do what I can to relieve them of hidden pains!
They cannot know the sights I have beheld, from which saintly sorts should turn away,
As ominous and terrible, the thunder resounds across skies which their eyes beheld not.
Unto the place of ruins, on the sacred world forbidden, in the shadow of its' vast form...
They come to the palace remnants, where looms the last tower remaining from its' age.
Abandon all reason you who would pass into that edifice, as well as all rational thought!
Embrace the darkness and the madness, and the calling of that great and terrible storm.
In all your praised science, in any wandering that might bring knowledge to your mind,
You would search in vain for the source of the magic that brings power to such places...
Where gods abide and spirits hide from the sight of those who choose to gaze too deep.
The places I can take you are far less than what awaits for people wiser to therein find,
Though there can be no joy for the brash, who seek in arrogance and all lack of graces...
Finding only emptiness in the halls where far more than ancient shadows would creep!
Near to the desolation even death ceases to bestow its' meaning unto certain who walk,
In the shade of my footsteps which have neither an origin or an ending in rightful way.
Weep not, for the realization that there is no going back once you journey at my side...
For, we dwell eternally outside, despite abiding in flesh that still death may thus stalk!
There are other forms of immortality and for them there is no high price for us to pay,
As we walk, across the roads between, and through currents of eldritch energy so ride.
Suffer not in seeking, but celebrate brightly and with no heed to those hardships past,
For all is as foreseen and as witnessed, by the shadows of the place where all is met...
One place of countless across a myriad of existences where sparkle all the same stars.
Despair not in finding, but laugh and love and know that though matter does not last,
We are far more, than is material, and not all of the future is by some fate already set!
Many are the horizons that await the eye that sees by choice rather than fleshly dictate,
Seek on and with your heart and intuition, that through the sands that seem but waste...
You may behold the oasis, and its' gardens, a hint of paradises that may come to exist!
There you will find trees bearing fruits which convey wisdom which can hungers sate.
Let me show you the waters of many lakes, so that of their sweetness you may so taste!
We may stand together, at the last, while before us lie wonders seen past parting mists.
Published 14th Jun 2022
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14th Jun 2022 2:45am
A perfect work, my love! Filled with so many esoteric truths, and deep journeys into places few walk. When I read this, I feel like I am going on a long journey to fantastic places, and to many worlds. It is indeed inspiring! Especially to one versed in the arcane and the mystical. Glorious!
14th Jun 2022 2:52am
Thank you, darling! This is, indeed, a journey... many journeys, in fact... across many worlds, as you noted, and through places that some for certain would consider to be fantastic. I am very pleased you found it to be inspiring, as that was one facet of its' intent. This poem is like a brief excursion into the multiverse all around us, and beyond us, and into realms of great splendor as well as great terrors for those who so venture with perhaps the wrong sort of intent or the wrong mindset. But minds and hearts such as ours, are more than prepared for any such adventure! I was delighted to take you along on this one, and that you found it much to your sweet liking. :)
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- Edited 29th May 2023 7:45am
14th Jun 2022 7:45am
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Very bright greetings to you, dear Rianne! It was my pleasure to both create this somewhat elaborate work, and also of course to upload it for others to read. Indeed, there are many things in it that are at work, like threads of a vast tapestry, and at first glance the whole of such a tapestry might not be readily apparent. Yet it is there to be seen, all the same, with the right sort of vision. I am very happy to see that you've caught a glimpse of this and found it to your liking!
Love and Light to you as well, my sister.
- Kara :)
Love and Light to you as well, my sister.
- Kara :)
15th Jun 2022 7:59am
If I was an ah professor, this would go down to me as an A+ paper with 20 points extra credit. Because also, u enbrighten the words story telling, as well as, the W O W. Which is the glorious word Wow, that, means something of an ah wonderful descriptive ah display of eye popping eye shocking captivativity!
24th Jun 2022 8:04pm
Many, many thanks, Birchel! I am happy to see that you enjoyed giving this a read, and that you found it so amazing. Your bright comments are always most welcome indeed! :)
25th Jun 2022 00:15am
