Perception Divided

Mind so pregnant with ripples,
Passing in and out of view,
Dark and bright, once and all,
Whom in formation,
Replicate this simple transition,
Of boundaries of conscious evolution,

Trickling experience,
Central point to which it may grow,
Critical mass did I think to know,
Feet chained below, above, the same
And before I chanced to walk
All around me, I saw, I flew,

My concepts not ever sealed,
Mind’s offspring well revealed,
A dimension of incarceration,
But to freedom is to envision,
Perfect as in ego-dissolving,
In a world time revolving,

Sneeze of matter, ideas all,
Amplified past constraint,
Snaking out of fiery symmetry
Alternate surrogacy of internal desire,
For what we wish to grasp,
Hold and bear witness to, all in reality.

Peace out people. :daisy: