Prompt #8: It Starts Here

I walk amongst the plains yet again, as if I’m in a bind.
Come back to me if you so do attempt.”
“You’re not ready yet, one whose heart betrays his mind,
The same voice at the obelisk spoke with contempt,

Yet blocking me was an un-scalable fence,
My chest swelled so full of joy it nearly burst,
I by chance happened upon the palace of abstinence,
I journeyed far away until nearly dying of thirst,

Go to that location which restricts!”
It states, “If that is what you will seek,
A voice so shrill and terrible, it constricts,
Then the monolith it speak!

That I couldn’t see the reflection of my face,
Finally I arrive at an obelisk so night-black and great,
Paying no heed to the dangers of this place,
I walk amongst the plains straight.

At this majestic sight,
So beautiful that I shed a single tear,
Before me stretches an ocean of nearly blinding light,
It starts here.