Pensive, cautious and relaxed. Would there be more to see? My sober self weans and my eye balls sigh Seeing the past with a glee And the present, so much more Two realities, two dimensions Body, mind and soul coming together Like two footprints on the beach side Merging each stride with another I see the truth behind the light, A truth that never fades against its darkness, Colors immense with disbelief and they draw lines that give forth vision. Then comes the pang, like a prick from a fang Distorting the thoughts in my head and visions in my sight Pushing my soul into the abyss of dimensions