ONE
A place entered by day, a sacred space of peace to the mystic;
Which lies at the bottom of the flight of steps, reached by crossing the ‘public domain’
His room of dedication ... attuned to the wild magic of the technological merlin
His escape from the mad, crazy world on the outside ...
But by night ... during nocturnal ventures, free of the limits of the physical form
When his mind is able to express itself how it is meant;
free to venture to wherever it can imagine
Places where it can recall from past, present from whatever mask it so chooses ...
During one such venture, it trusted its highest intuition
and listened to a sweet voice of inspiration;
Travelling down the same, familiar steps without form,
Bedecked in ancient glow, summoning the imagery of each step, of movement
Crossing the threshold ... placing translucent feet onto the ‘soil’ of no man’s land
That public domain appearing differently through those sacred eyes ...
A wild barren plain of desolation and danger stretching off in every direction
Summoning extreme trepidation the silvery mystic crossed that breach
To be met there by faceless spectres ... his concentration hard to keep
His intention to reach his sacred space one, twice, thrice tested ...
Dangerous forces of shade and shadow competing with him
Preventing his passage through that realm ...
A place of intrigue and peril which he must surely visit once more
Through the night portal he’d freshly unearthed ...
A realm of a dimension unknown by he ... a realm to explore, to charter, to understand
Surely a place of darkness, of damnation, of sorcery by an unknown hand
For with certainty a portal through the veils has been rent open wide in the past
For purposes unknown to the mystic ... he does not like the feel of that place.
Into that realm he must surely return as Melchisedek ... he savours that adventure
Protected by sword and shield and bane he shall be ... his ancient might the torch to shine
So that he, an ambassador of the white lodge, shall make contact with inhabitants of there
An understanding then shall be gained of the spell which first opened that portal ...
Thus wisdom of the shadowy presences which frequent that mortal abode will be gained
And if need be ... the portal shall be closed forever ...
TWO
With persistence however he reached the haven of his sacred space after confrontations
In that lightly place he purified his solar fibres ... resting in the orb of his previous lives
Immersed in the memories, gaining strength from those well preserved memoirs
So he can continue his day time ventures hidden .....
