The legend of the red thread and faith
Imagi Nation of swirls of versions
as in us a third eyed secluded nation
Sheilding Pain in chesting hurt
Still In this Embracing Love
Pointers In this Severe silence
As the red thread is tangeled
Spirit guides 
In the Discipline of
Being totally Invisible
Looking straight forward 
In just embracing
In just being one
with  tenderness and Love
In this ultra sonic core
Heavens is still in the mind
Heavens is still a heavy load
in avalanche of emotions
with only a handful of words
to utter in silence past the stars
through the mist,
through the river,
and us
we learned
to grow 

...when faith fell in love with time.