vaulted
sweet reverie beyond walls so high
i Pierce the heavens yet not the top of that precipice
halted
steps burnt in ant-like lines become a bonfire at its foot
jump!
i dare not mock Majesty with triviality
though climb through seven layers
I’d dip in fatigue
unprepared
this brick
this wood
this cemented monstrosity
aye, I am but man
and death a door i cannot leap
though burst my hands in pleasing strikes
and pleading
yet
so quick thy hand did pass through
fog to thy touch
cobbled rock
how this trick of mist
which i twist
solid
contends a ghost
you’ve ever been
AbyKittiwake 