It is in the kindred
a paradise to be found
there we create
in the silent spaces
we surround ourselves within
the shelter
for what we crave
the similarities of desires
manifestations to notice
the outward signs
beneath the surface
the heart of what matters
there to be found
I think you know
I touch upon
that part of you
I think I know
you touch upon
that part of me
I think we know
We touch upon
that part of us
longing to be discovered
It’s hope to be revealed
the unconscious to become conscious
time unwinds these mysteries
where spaces become void
of nothingness
4/2/2018
Note: Looking for pic for this piece and I found the one above and here is a video of this moving art: Georgia Batumi Statute of Love at night
The Mind is a Garden Thirsty for Knowledge 