The Realms

Let me take you away

the way is clear, the

path unknown but tidy

and fleeting, today it's a

boat tomorrow a cave

but the realms wait for

no one and often misbehave,

Burrow through, fearless tourist

but bring just yourself with clothes,

for the elements of the trip shall

require just things that you know,

revel in reveals of instinct as you fly

beyond our three dimensions and

reach a place of story-made grace

and beings you knew not existed,

"How many realms?" you ask,

please don't, there are many,

I've traveled by a dozen but

I'd bet a penny there's twenty

or thousands, unsure, you

yourself may open an unknown

door,

to the air realm underwater

where bubbles are key to the

survival of mouth-breathers

like you and me,

where sound can be altered

and may come to you in colors

or ceilings become easy pathways

upside-down to wander,

I wonder if the water realm,

all surrounded by clouds, is

really as flighty as up-jumpers

confound,

but the fairies by far are my

favorite part, with wings and

lute songs that you'll remember

throughout, though second place

goes to food, friends, without ends

and it comes with no calories,

the fun never ends!

Draw nearer and blink to believe

your two eyes, and I'll take you

to wander the sea and the skies.