a – wake –

by introspekdt123

Narrowed pathway led by the smell of flowers
adorned by visitors near and far
Open doorway inviting all to an exclusivity in presence above the stars
Tears of many greet most in sounds of symphony
the understanding is not there
they think I am leaving
Eye’ve come to stay in a sacred being of the divine
those same flowers bless my existence into sublime
An infinite path as oppose to ceremonial decline
Intervention by peace as traded for in pyramids of time
I’ve arrived