A new friend wrote a poem for me. I am beyond words. No one ever wrote me a poem and it’s a mystical perfect first.
-Painting by Thu Nguyen
I was born a revelation in a brain
Without prophets I learnt
The triggers of the rose and the majesty
Of simplicity, without ownership
I travelled to the spiritual reality
Where my soul was sent on a journey
Across invisible landscapes
Towards a purity of reincarnation
We remapped our vision trance
Until everything become part of the same thing
And everyone in those places
Actors of the same divine entity
And by and by my voice returned to me
My native voice of oneness and poetry
And that it answered with sweetness
And a kindness of dreaming friendship
with the players of every walk of life
With the homeless, the downtrodden and its as if
Everyone here is on a seeking quest
To go through stories to reach for a source
These are the revelations of wonder that came
To visit me, that I have writ…
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