Point of View

Consider the pristine edge of observation, curtains that raise the intuitive mind, with no hesitation. That prism that can change the concept, corridors of memory mirrors precept. Some mystery begging to unfold, blending nuances into oneness to behold. When the penny drops the revelation, time and thoughts in reincarnation. Pure reality blends by embracing the new, sound walking shoes in to pursuit. Onward spiraling beyond the place, embracing in spite of all fears. Curtain keeper of all dimension, pull that robe to that loving vision. Seeking that all embracing way, understanding truth in that today. Trusting that spirit forever more, devotions that take us to the others shore.