So Many Different Ways Poem by Kasia Fedyk

If we could only touch it
magicians hands working beyond the illusion
manifesting the vision with ease
A dropp of crystal water
hitting the floor hard
disconnecting the magic
did you see what's inside
falling down in slow motion
did you happen to see the snow flake
a star sitting at the center
magnificent wasn't she
rainbow of colors blinding me
with a vision only master could paint
hidden inside the secret of the ancient worlds
buried somewhere in time
I believe
I saw many times before
where the pyramids stand in the graves of the sand itself
like a lagoon
turquoise the color
with gold body
and coral
on the touch of surface
doors opened to all
brightness and darkness
stand together side by side
in its motion of confusion
that peeks through
And an old Indian song
still fresh in my mind
where the white could stood alone
but never lonely.
And so it goes...