Undiscovered- on the verge of discovery;

Lost in the storm of thought- treading on waves of imagination; absent from reality;

Conscious of nothing aside the vision of my closed lids;

Living in the reflection of light- sometimes, I feel I’m the reflection of that which blocks me;

Crested behind a mirror put against the wall- lurking in the dark…

Soon, with hope, I believe the curtains will rise.

Still far from discovery but I know I’ll get there.