The Time Traveller...

He was the first thing my eyes adjusted to when I emerged from nothingness

So I left my infinity in his hands
We met on a night where tongues were chased by an audience into the forgotten moonlight
Where trees spawned from jacks beans
That reached the skies with giant dreams
And castles that were built on foundations of poetic imaginations
Reinforced by the resounding resonance of clicks, claps and stomps of standing ovations

The township seemed so far away from all of this
Yet his prophecy came from this
A place where real struggle still exists
In rusted shacks
Where tattered clothes hang on poverty lines
Where people are always hustling to find the next dollar
The next exit sign
Trying to climb corporate ladders
But find only snakes in power struggles
Heathens dividing half eaten eden apples in boxes based on coloured people lines

A place where apartheid still inhabits people’s conditioned minds

But there he stood
In bold arial black
The oldest boab tree in the street
Quietly observing everything like an oracle in an odyssey
A change maker
A freedom writer
A kingdom’s dream weaver
Sewing silks within divine sonnets made from gods effervescence
Sparking life and existence
One who came born with ancient knowledge to practise, to teach
To share his message through the mastery of his art
To make us think past the mind, past the heart, past the ether and back to the start
A purpose already ordained and set apart

I try and contain myself
But my soul is already shaken
Yet he has not even spoken
I am touched by a man standing on the other side of the room
Who smiles enters my heart with a sonic boom
His warm presence is felt and love spreads like light particles that penetrate and vibrate on my skin
His obsidian eyes sink to the deepest mazes of my core being

Opening doors to rooms that no one had access to before

An awakening of dreams that no one had seen before
I catch him blinking in disbelief
He remembered me
Remembered us
An algorithm of poetic fractals
Left unspoken
Where whispers of the present moment left time confused
And the past caught up to the future
So the night had awoken
Just to see if we really existed during the day
He dawned himself when he realised that we were together and alive
And sent the moon to watch over us
And an aleph to bend space in time for our love to create magical portals of boundless universes

We try to cling to logic with unrealistic expectations
But it evades us and we are transported to a star gate for soul mates

See this is what happens when a time traveller meets an astral projector
We enchant each other into omniscience
Our life forces now connect
the ethereal eternity of past lives
Protected by the goddess Venus and her magnetic orb
As she spins a sparkling cloud atlas made of stardust
Where we morphed like love struck Samaritans across timeless dimensions
A night where we surrendered to a spiritual consciousness of nothingness
See this is what happens when a time traveller meets an astral projector
We enchant each other into omniscience
So he left his infinity in my hands…

~pranishka