Mind’s Eye

Falling through a tunnel
Lights spinning in the distance
Colors dance and burst within
Synesthesia takes true form

Time becomes a pointless game
All points converge in endless space
The three to two, the two to one
When all is one, the one is all

Ego gives the torch to id
Logic sways and falls to heights
My colors burn and fly within

The timbre of the stars is nigh
In every point of light, I die
That then the light may cast its gaze
Into my mind, my soul, my ways

Bright tendrils pass above my head
Wrought of light, in finest glass
In fragile glow, my soul is cast

The light above, the light within
Though only photons, change in form
From concrete things, ideas borne

Dancing through the wending lights
Flying o’er the airy heights
The music burns within me