Do you want to take a ride on a surreal and spiritual exploration of otherworldly travel — not just through physical space, but through spiritual dimensions, dreams, and consciousness?
To a strange planet where life goes on?
Title
The Visitor from Hiranyaloka.
(A lone voice whispers)
Within the Witching Hour
Of twelve to four am
In the Great In-Between
I've seen
Universes
Parallel worlds
Places
Where no living human beings have never been
Climbed through blue portals
To strange lands where angels and demons
In choirs
Sing
Walked lands
Where no water runs in rivers or springs
Walked the badlands of the forsaken
Climbed the high towers of the iron maiden
Saw tomorrow's prophecies
Before I awakened
But I was never alone
Faith in the Lord
Kept me safe
In The Badlands
Beyond the Tomb
From being drawn at dusk
To been released at dawn
To explore
To revel in new sights
Past midnight
Is a mystery which binds me still
From Araganto
To Mulavanto
The red cliffs of the Ugato Mountains
From the twin suns of Sirius
Bathed in autumn gold
Underneath lightning filled skies
So now
I know an old secret
One for you to read as you pass me by
The dead don't die
They just live
Underneath
Purple clouds
In another shimmering never-ending sky
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Hiranyaloka:
The Illumined Astral Planet.
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