Neurosigil Of Global Fame

My chest is solid gold,
my eyes aflame with silver blue.
I glide inside the icy lake
of sky of diamond hue.

The scarlet silk I wear is smooth
and loose upon my skin,
and every breath of purest air
is new and cool and thin.

Below me lie a million faces,
in mist a billion more.
A future laid upon a dream
of destiny assured.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.