The Flash - Eloy

I am locked up inside a house of solid glass

Open to every look of the one’s who pass

Moments of fantasy trade with those of void

Images of repose, repress the worldly toil

I can’t tell the difference between what’s real and dream

Is this the land of riches the path to our source

Is this the only key to unlock all the doors

Or has my fantasy once again fooled me

Will the signs I see next fail to free me

I can’t tell the difference between what’s real and dream

As if I awake from the deepest sleep

And as if the road to being seems less steep

These glassy walls that have surrounded me

Break and give way for a flow of energy

Freedom I sought and for which I have paid

Strides over my strongly built barricades

The self I really am that was once disguised

Evolves to the fullest — starts its steady rise

Rids the broken pieces of my shattered past

It overcomes the fear — weight, I’ve lost at last

Now there’s just space endlessly new to me

The flash of light enables me to see

And my view touches horizons as serene

As the source of all that I have ever dreamed