A moment inside...

Listen,hear those chords...
Believe,trust and might
as well wait...
Ease,at ease,
calm your wavering mind,
listen to your heart,
pleasant light falling,
peace in that breath...
Listen,hear those chords...
Hear,there is nothing,
nothing in you...
Void,black depths of nothingness...
That trance,
that ethereal extension of your being...
Darkness,no,it is not dark,
it is black...
A deep hole,
fire beneath...
Flames,now lower,yet so lower,those red beasts...
That spasm of images,
that spiralling chaos,
black hole in the centre,pulling,
pulling with all its might,
deep within it,trance of the deep well...
mud bricks lining the walls,
dirtied,yet smooth,
the beautiful waterfall,
the dirty mosses beneath the smoothed rock
behind the clothe of water...
That girl,falling,
falling,or rather jumping bride,
with flowers in her braid,
and before touching the dark waters beneath,
inside the well,
she hits a bed of white light,
foggy,misty brilliant sparkling light,
merges into the light...
You are pulled back,
back to the brim of the well,
and there he stands,the sage in black robes,
the man with long silky beard,white as the snow,
his deep reddened eye-bags,showing his anger
at your ignorance,and he throws flaming,
white flaming card,which merges with the light yet again,
inexplicable,
and a square sheath of of light passes,
through time and space...
It comes,and hits a body of white light,
no,it is a human,yet not entirely so...
It is a human sitting on a chair...
But not a human indeed,
a body of light...
The room around him,dark rectangular...
And there are bodies of light around him,
holding white hands of light...
Of all shapes and sizes,
floating in a circle around him...
They watch the sheath of light hit this human...
Illuminated,yet more intense,he glows...
The crown glows even more,
and as I watch,
the crown bursts,
Spraying a fountain of white light...
But this time,those are rays,
rays sourced in the human's crown,
Rays,beaded,red,blue,green and black...
All shining,sparkling,glowing...
They rise in the fountain,and they descend,
fall on the ground,
bounce away in straight lines in all directions...
I am watching,and some come,
some hit me...
I am watching in darkness,
And these rays of sparkling brilliant light,
come and hit me...
I fall down,because of their immense power,
then everything goes mute,
and I rise from the chair,
in the middle of a rectangular dark room,
rain splashing outside,in the midnight...

© Karthik Adithya Singaraju