Excuse Me

Trapped between 2 black covers.
Lost in translation.
A captive of mere words.
Committed to only one story, of righteousness and sin.
From beginning to end.
And are prepared to defend.
But we live in a Universal Field of infinite possibilities.
Stallion's of the Cosmic Sky.
Imagination on the lose.
And its time to put it to use.
No religion, no cry. Just one Universal high.
Excuse me, while I touch the sky.