The Other Side of the Mirror

I´ve looked upon the fantom mirror and there it was

the strange face matching my own eyes in silver glowing spheres.

It is not some foreign entity

but rather the part of me exploring outside my earthly perception.

Over there, where human shape is a distant memory

almost too difficult to remember,

the silver glowing eyes carry the weight of mindblowing journeys

with light expansion only glimpsed in the wildest dreams.

Dunes of savage lands

where the desert survival become victories

is still there expressed

and the ascension portal a much deserved home ticket.

I now realise this string of words

can not make justice to the experience

as is the case with the description of any magical event,

so I will stop,

but not before suggesting to the reader that

WITH WORDS BE CAREFUL...

by: Ricardo Amaral