Gates to somewhere

Nobody’s right.
Watching as the sun does its utmost to
escape the grip of the clouds,
wondering about its diameter,
realizing the magnitude of its size.
Baffled with purple lazed awe.

Nobody’s right, when what we know,
like the ant who crawled across
lust landscapes of my imagination,
is full of illusions of our own selves.
I wake up,
spinning like a star,
orbiting dreams,
praying, praying,
that I, dressed in humor and childhood,
forget to reject,
remembering that we, being imperfect,
lack imagination,
to reach the gates of the divine.


~ by Aquatic Poetry on August 22, 2010.

2 Responses to “Gates to somewhere”

  1. i loved exploring your blog. I’m amazed at the beauty of your composition and the story your images narrate…this photograph in particular is very striking. You get a reader thinking…that’s the beauty! Thanks for writing.

  2. Tina, thank you for reading.

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