Lower Topia • Chapter 1

Reveal

Fashion a tale, a truth, it seems.
To be at peace at ease with dreams
If only to inquire, weave to sew a view.
A fable, a myth, a diary, they will see it to be true.

If I can dream a tale, I could create a world,
Would I fashion it, or have the truth unfurled?
I would know its words of fame and its quarry.
Be it fable, myth, or diary, it would tell a story.

Confused, bewildered with doubts of love and affection.
With no option, no choice of our selection nor direction.
With so many avenues, I have just one path it seems
I take it, I travel it, to wherever it deems.

Only one story will prevail.
Never doubting my view, its sail.
Only one tale will  reign above all.
Rebounding  emotions and standing tall.

My understanding of how it all began
Where it started, where it goes again.
I learned a lesson, taught by my past.
I will allow history to search, never task.

At peace with my memories, at ease with my dreams
A fable, a myth, a diary, they will see it true so it seems.