Realizations and Mysteries

I may have known it from the start of the first realization. When I saw the sunshine, the brilliance, the darkle and tinct... Shimmers, in the air. Drawn into many different scenes; all the many, all the few, all the possibilities, the paths to wander... And the bridge sparked and woodenly solidified the visions. There we were, but there we were not. There we were again, and yet we're here now. Water sparkling, speaking of the maze, the places to wander. I saw it all, away and beyond - into and within. I remembered the art of the now, and I saw the blank pages to be filled in the again. Its closer now, closer to the again. Worlds to be revealed and light to be shed. Life is full of mystery, unspoken by the dead.


Victoria R. Berry
February 20th, 2010