Finding Your Temple

In strange dream-lands Perhaps on far, far away shores Does stand the rim of Beyond Understanding. A temple to higher thoughts, and subtle visions Of more-to-comes and there-afters waiting Holding futures bright, out from foggy mists. Here, here is where your next place dwells Land ye steady, fear not feeling... being alone For there is no such thing, always is... company. Sing you here then, your song, bright eyes And listen ye to what you hear The Beyond has always held your partner’s voice.