I can't hear
a thing.
In here
I'm a king.
No more
noise.
Only peace
and poise.
Within this
bubble
I'm without
trouble.
No wind
gets in.
No storm
can form.
No demon
screaming.
Inside
I can hide.
I can fly.
I can't die.
In this place
the external
is replaced
by eternal.
In this
covered realm
I can't be
overwhelmed.
In it
I am
transcendent.
Animation
suspended.
This elation
is splendid!
What is this space
and where?
The Secret Place
of prayer.
Inner Space
this lair.
Out there
I medicate.
In here
I levitate
as I
meditate.
This higher
dimension
requires
ascension.
©️ Matt Decker
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