Read this piece and poemise it in your own inimitable ways
Read this piece
and
poemise it
in your own
inimitable ways
See the inside
I’d need an hour of meditation dreaming of you without and within the form so natural tell me where to begin tis an intuition I was wondering where in the wild streams of dark wilderness you were seeking shelter which now you eyed from me and so suddenly in the folded blind eyes of mine I hear the voices of divine open your eyes the one you dreamt of is on your lap of your mind maybe not physically but surely momentarily and surely immensely in an articulate form though distant yet not so much a mystery open your eyes and now feel me.