As light gets shrouded
And silence veiled
As dark gets brighter
And wind has failed
We walked in shadows
Our minds a cage
We flew in moonlight
Our soul won’t age
For dark once gathered
On a forsaken stage
The light, the dark, play harmoniously
Written words of a sage
The night obscured
Once dark is now pure
Our senses gathered
From a tremulous tour
As consciousness woke
From words we spoke
We found our souls not with our mind
We found our soul had escaped the beginnings of time
Journals Of Enreal 
What a soul revealing journey. We all walk the journey, I should hope, in one way or another. And, our souls shall one day escape all confines of time and space. Blessings, Angel Enreal! Beautiful words. I love it!!!!!
One day all your dreams will be made clear. Thank You Cordie
What a Nirvana it will be!!! Souls escaped in the beginnings of time….lovely.
Thank you Neilina. Very eloquently stated
Life is forever passing over us. We see the reflection of her shadows on the ground, and deem that this is all there is to be. In reality, we only experience her faintest expressions, and remain submerged in details as to never gaze the whole.
Lovely thoughts Pierre. Thank You
Every time I see your posts I am amazed, and each new one simply gets better….., such beauty and depth once more, this is really good stuff!
Duma Key, you honor me with your words and your time. Blessings