I found a castle way up high,
as I swam across a moonlit sky.
I pushed through the rainy days
and found myself above the waves.
I looked down and saw the ground,
and it was spinning round and round.
It was a magnificent sight to see—
almost as if it were a cosmic dream.
I landed myself atop the castle wall,
in hopes that it may never fall.
Though the castle was quite empty,
I found a mirror and saw an enemy.
My foe ran and ran until he was gone,
but he was not gone for too, too long.
I saw another mirror, and then found him.
I ran to the beast, going out on a limb.
Close enough I was—I shattered the mirror,
and then the thought became much clearer:
the enemy of the castle way up high
was none other than the creature inside.