Treasure Island

Leaking Pen

(Wellington, New Zealand)

Mystical Soul


Night crawler, mind bender, a shape shifter
I am one, I am all, I am invisible
I am visible yet no refection in my mirror
I can, I don't exist, a dream evolving
You dream of me, but who am I?
A sand drift, a whimsical wind, a musical note
Struck at random by mysterious cosmic hands
The Pyramids of Khufu point upwards
My soul a shooting star origin unknown
As the meteor burns and vaporizes
Its visible path downward
A little gift from me
Survives the entry
Lands on the surface of the Earth

February 19,2013
Copyright Leaking Pen 2013

Submitted: Tuesday, February 19, 2013

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