The Flash

I am locked up inside a house of solid glass

Open the every look of ones who pass

Moments of fantasy trade with those of void

Images of repose

Repress worldly toil

I can't tell the difference between what's real and dream

Is this the land of riches

The path to our source

Is this the only key to unlock all doors

Or has my fantasy once again fooled me

Will these signs I see next fail to free me

I can't tell the difference between what's real and dream

It's as if I awake from the deepest sleep

And as if the road to being seems less steep

These glassy walls that have surrounded me

Break and give way for a flow of energy

The freedom I sought

And for which I have paid

Strides over my strongly built barricades

The self I really am

That was once disguised

Evolves to the fullest

Starts it's steady rise

Rids the broken pieces of my shattered past

It overcomes the fear

Weight I've lost at last

Now there's just space

Endlessly new to me

The flash of light enables me to see

And my view touches horizons as serene

As the source of all that I have ever dreamed