Look into my eyes
Crystals formed from inner sanctums
Hindsight hindered
A blind man's desolation
Explain what you mean
How you could mean it
I'm only human
Aren't i?
Magnetic pull of north and south
I was surely west
...Or east
Nothing comes here
The crystals are to ominous
A steady pulsation throbbing gently inside
Red and life sustaining
A wall built to halt penetration
Stone not from this earth
Neither pick nor hammer will prevail
Simply dwindle into nothingness
More broken shards to jewel the floor
Impenetrable are my eyes
The doorway to the soul
And the crystals remail
To stand guard
Chris Townsend
Aug 6th 1999
