The Fifth Day – Poetry

It was on this day that I went out,

out of the mystical beyond,

out of the soft and warm,

out of the dry and familiar,

out of the dim lit temple, where amber and pink hues glow, further promoting the atmosphere,

out of the vibrations of we,

and into the vibrations of me,

somewhere there lies a deep opening, an opening in the conciousness,

that is far beyond where we typically live mentally,

and on this day,

the battle to stay with the light,

is a battle of worthy fight ~ L.L.L.