Spiritual

Just for fun v2.0 
 
in the depths of my dear grotto 
tunnels taper to its complexity 
smoothly perfected for the wind 
like within the pipes of a tuba 
 
I am in myself the cave 
my barbaric yelp sometimes echoes 
off hard polished walls 
into my affection slow 
meandering passageways 
deep delving streams 
echoing my shinnies 
through my chamber halls... 
 
With sparkling topaz 
in the light of the fire i once made 
marking the turns I've taken, 
emerald glowsticks scattered 
like leaves upon the thread 
bread crumbs 
i blend myself into 
and then down the uncertain slope. 
 
Here I sit by silver 
once again 
neither dead nor alive 
by these eternal waters 
now full of it as i was empty, 
fourpointed stars, submerged. 
 
Under the jittering surface 
of the flowing stream, 
gaze upon my mighty stalag-structures! 
marvel at my vastness 
my sheer amount 
I can come up with 
playing with my duty.