Monday, April 6, 2015

Day 3: Recollections


Today I stood before a door
That was not a door.
Really, because I did not go thru it.
It came to me.
And whisked me away on cosmic wings
To the height of a veritable ecstasy.
In my soulful fantasy
The clouds became portals to paradise
And the sky's all-blue were heaven's sacred eyes.
I mused the awesome wonder;
What does heaven see
When it beholds a speck of dust like me?
The fiery ball of the sun was nowhere found
But by its radiance the vision was awe-bound.
Could it be the esoteric
In leisure, visits the base and earthly?

Akpan



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