Cloistered for warmth in this area between.
I’ve learned its scenery, like lattice worked into my eyes.
Slowly turning toward a greener path, pausing at this door,
portal to awe of wisdom, pure radiant bliss.
Knots of pain and betrayal unwind.
Magnetic psyche casts its stellar brand.
Archetype of mystic revelations carried
through the world of Man – I behold this promised land,
potent stream of prophecy.
Commanded, I lay down my burden, weight against my back
of gathered assets I was certain to require.
Freed to meet my mission, to accept desire,
immortal pleasure, the opportunity to sketch,
to draw out beauty, to paint leisurely upon prism glass.
Have I reached the bridge upon the crossroads, the glimmering?
Led to Magick’s sea which I devoutly travel, native soul
returned. Having earned passage, my long journeyman’s
wage; peered, stared into age, a deep reflective pond.
A wild road calls, beyond this threshold, sculpted by
oceanic power, tectonic rifts, feral air. I feel self-created destiny
shudder slowly, seismically
incite as I prepare