Beyond the reach of rationale,
                                                   in a distant realm
                                               where phantoms reign,
                                                   a battle waged;
                                                                          obscure.
 
 
 

     This poem is written in black, gothic script upon the pages of an
opened book.  The book is on a desk which seems to protrude into an
abstract picture.  The page is predominantly black except for a jagged
strip of green color running down the right side of the page and several
forms visible in the field of black.
     Most prominant among these is a blue hand, yellow in the palm, reaching from a white cloud toward a white star far above.  It represents
a struggle carried on far within the abyss of an inner world described by
the poem as ruled by phantoms.  Are these phantoms foreign or are they
phantoms of one's own consciousness?
 
 
 

        The song playing is Elton John's "Rocketman".  The MIDI file was obtained at The Midi Jukebox