There is a mirror at
the centre of all creation;
you see, you wish to reflect
what your dreams would be,
or might become within the absence of you.
All that you do is mirrored in the
mortal coil of your existence...
The outside is comprised of
the challenges and denials
of our inner state of being,
and all things touch this core,
this flickering emotion of
the humanity of one's heart.
And, while a part wishes to remain whole,
the catalectic part is denied
the joy of soul.
A peaceful transition to this place,
a spiritual home for self in the
midst of turmoil, and the new seed
of such a glorious hope is sown
among humankind.
The blind see this light
with heart eyes set upon peace
and true Faith;
and hopeful souls know
instinctively, the path they tread
unto this place of acceptance
and the reality of all unseen;
played out in kind,
is like a beautiful dream.