crossroads in the dust

Infinite eternal knowledge
is powerless
in a small World.

Be an individual
with cosmic measures.

You could start with having faith,
call it an assumption to play with.
Beyond the mask(the persona)
exists the wild peace, the ocean of Love,
the only One, in the mirror machine
it’s too fragile for the mind
to understand.
Wisdom goes far beyond
any sentence, any book or any whisper
of an Angel,
far beyond any word of a prophet, a saviour,
a mushroom, a sinner or a saint,
just fingers pointing at the moon.

The immanent genetic measures,
the mystic experience of a resonating Heart,
no restrictions were found
in that crazy little thing called Love,
matter the stage to dance on together,
children of the Sun, space less, timeless
Here and Now.

The Sunshine calls you in
from every mountain,
nothing should be excluded
deep inside the Natural One,
being awareness bliss.

After every butterfly movement
the walls are crumbling.