Threshold of Reality

The Architect by Erik Johansson

 













I am the architect to a magical world

breaking boundaries of imagination

drawing outside the lines of limital space

adventures unfurl in a dimly lit room

I am the architect in the journey of  life

framing my intentions so you might see

my structural plan is simple, yet complex

rocky moments when under construction

I am the architect of my deepest dreams

traveling where there are no floor plans

breaking ground in a frost filled meadow

how far must I dig to find the road to you

I am the architect of my poetic consciousness
for in my heart resides the blueprint to love

words fall in a steady procession at my feet
struggling for the precise words, I begin again

"let the dawn wait, until we drift in perfect song"

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