A storm in my mind
as though the winds of this world united
to leave me blinded.
Water and fire working as one
to keep the pressure maintained.

Spinning and spiraling
feeling as though falling,
concepts intermingling
with singled out ideas
feeling truths unknown before

no idea what it all means
as the puzzle only begins
to unfold
in all its colors and shapes
standing before me
like the gates of heaven and hell
eloquent and fascinating
to the death of my own sanity
for just another glimpse to this other world
as real and as present as here
and eleven days later.