To be.

Telepathize empathy free minds eyes, see with one beating heart. Telekinetic reflections seen in rear view mirrors. Listen close you may hear the universe drum. The cosmos chants the sleep walkers awaken. 

 

Misunderstood by the self, why must we hold grudges by way of misleading judgments. Synchronic meditation on its own beating heart living at the speed of sight we define gravity. 

There is a thin line, of listening and wanting to be heard. Why is it so hard to grasp transparency made of thin air. Shape shift into atmospheric dust within halls of silence. A new chapter begins.