
That hidden realm of mind,
So difficult to find
Because of thoughts cut short
Plans not achieved,
Blocked.
But that realm reveals itself with subtle radiance
Radiance, though, that shrouds the view
Of all that is the source of its strength.
What are the means to to see through that layer
To glimpse the inner workings
Enough to forge linkages
With at least some of its elements?
Dreams, desires, delusions,
Perhaps indulge one of these
To look for resonances, rhymes
That sound from within.
Leave a comment