The Path to Realisation

'Twixt the blackened cloud and its navy counterpart,

A vision appears.

Rendering all that was once cast away to the realm of fantasy,

To a realism seldom seen, yet alone experienced.

It's diving scream renders the depths of the soul,

For the pleasure it brings leaves a dreadful realisation,

Of that which is yet to come.

The knowing taints, yet to retreat to ignorance seems a double betrayal.

The whipping winds rise, shriek their entreaties into my gaping maw,

And knowing, I am enlightened.

With a scream at heart that razors bone,

I smile at all around.

Their complacency fuelling that which grows beneath

I am, and yet am not.