“And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.”
Passage from Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s unfinished poem “Kubla Khan”
An interrupted dream leads to an unfinished poem...
A place where the visible colour spectrum seemed to have expanded tenfold,
where man-made ideas finally lived in symbiosis with the world.
Where creatures from fabels and animals of the wild,
hauntingly uniting fiction and reality into a single realm.
A figment of an imagination, or a collision of worlds,
seemingly land, sky, and ocean have visibly converged.
Faced with an undesired awakening...
What would you do to relive that dream?
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