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I rise to consciousness, awareness

A darkened plain as far as I can see

Featureless horizon without boundaries

Stretching in all directions

A sky bereft of both star and moon

Neither celestial body nor cosmic landmark

Nothing but perfect, seamless

Velvet, dark, empty and cold

Yet behind this sable curtain

A sentient, an intelligence

The awareness of a cunning mind

That desires only to bring about my fall

A tremor shakes the ground

A low roar, felt more than heard

The firmament trembles

As cracks begin to run like a bird’s shadow

Over the ground

Lined in flame

Roads of fire as ground crumbles beneath my feet

Geysers of liquid, living lava

Erupt all around me

Until I stand surrounded on all sides

My small island of scorching stone

In this heaving, molten sea

And as a burning, sulfurous wind

Whips and tears across this land

A pillar of flame rises above me

Dwarfing me, towering, menacing

And I know its purpose

My destruction

I close my eyes and wait for the end

And a whisper

Infiltrates my silence

And I cannot understand

That single solitary word breathed into my mind

I open one eye

As a cool soft breeze caresses my face

The scent of lily and western wind

Carrying the vapors of the sea

A face replaces my torment

A face nearly beyond description

But I’ll try

First glowing radiant skin

Lit from within by some internal warming sun

Unblemished, perfect

The color of late autumn sky

As afternoon fades to dusk

Beaming with both health and hidden passion

Hiding one of many smiles

Melting even the coldest heart

Especially mine

Eyes like a winter morning

As the first snow frosts the land

Cloudless yet shrouded

And yet deep as ocean’s shadow

Swirls as does the sea

Following winter storm

Lost in these depths I founder

Yet I am anchored still

Of these I dream

One of destruction

One of damnation

One of redemption

One of salvation

And my pendulum swings

Each time I dream…. Of you