Found a place of my own, first time in it, one that called me towards, with open arms and heart, home.
Couldn’t resist it, felt like a trap at its fall.
Felt like a trap to my surroundings through it all.
Little they knew about the exchanges that were made, its turbulence and electricity through it all.
Near or apart, existing still, in a compassionate modest call.
Felt like our ancestors had worked their way up to the creation of this instance. Emerged through Authenticity, truth, purity and a dip of what’s so called evil.
Simply, we had never met boundaries whenever we reached its bay of forgiveness.
It resurrection, alongside all urge to show off and portray its rising Phoenix through all tainted atmospheres.
Little we knew then, that it’s beauty is through it’s sacred trails, one that vibrates on just an alternative scale that it cannot be seen, out of its course, of course.
Little are the ones who can comprehend it’s stance, but yet from a distance it leaves it’s mark beyond glance.
Come to reach distance, creates its surrounding aura, with its essence painted in colorful purple crystals.
Looking like a see through cloak, sheltering it from the closest obstacles to them all.
Preserving its spirit from within and filtering its manifestations through its solid crystal wall. Isn’t it a magical call?
“What is magic after all?”
Electricity could’ve been it once and for all.
But this one is a place of creation formation and powerful enough to the extent of reformation.
We therefore become, removing the need of co-exitance.
I can no longer deny it, can't help but come closer.
Surrender.
We will for as long as, i will remember.
Reincarnation
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