A Purple Well

Night closes in

For eternal rest.

Trees waver

Faltering at the depths of my vision.

I stumble out side

Just beyond the parlor light

And travel miles

Into the forest of my mind.

I feel the walls

Lucid

Fluid

But real.

I see the moon

Bright

Glowing

But merely

A painting in my mind.

I travel farther

Deeper

Into the valley of my thoughts.

I pass through my conscious mind

And down

Down

Down

To meet my soul’s gaze.

I look deep into its heart

And see a well

Of purple liquid:

Hope.

I take a rose

And toss it deep within.

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