Milky whiteness

Luminescence sparkles through veils

Of dreamtime

Images, shape and form bourne

on gossamer wings of faery flight

And angels beckon from heavenly

clouds of billowy breath

Mirror reflects back the beauty of mortal’s soul

And yearning feeds the hunger of

unfulfilled desires and needs

Behind the mask of eternity the

phantom smiles a gaping grin

And spidery fingers tap out

the rhythm of carnival’s retreat

 Memories flood the pages of

dusty shelf-worn books

While the drone of life story’s

narrative hums and buzzes around

the hornet’s nest ~ each stinging

more precisely ~ each leaving an indelible

mark as the honey sweetly drips from

the catacombs of Queen Bee’s grand design.

Within the sphere of mystery

the moon glows ever bright

And eyes that have no use

for human sight peer

deeply into the cavernous dark

Moving carefully through the

storehouse of illusion

But  once the vault is opened

and inspiration comes shard-like

slicing through

the test has been mastered

The seeker- now illumined

moves boldly and sure footed

The mind is set free

and heart waits patiently

 behind

the reflection of

the closed door

-R.Fennelly-