there is a conjuring
from a summoning
I wish to answer-
a call beyond my feet
hastening my suffering
achieving its vision
a fusion of the subtle
and dense
only a decision made
straightens the long road
a one way lane, each obstacle
compatible with its path
there is no pain
once possession takes its course
an ebb and flowing dominion
over sensation and experience
and might I know
the origins of Light
that I would compare Hell
to the darkness inside
and silence the mouth
giving voice to the tongueless
guiding the wanderers of mind
taking heed to the summons
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