Hearts

What is the difference between real and imaginary?
The dissection between what is corporeal and incorporeal?
How does one find the Truth in the subtle...
That infinite knowledge in a grain of sand,
The finite statement in a vast universe?
I search for what I think I desire.
If desire is even a term.
Destiny, purpose, will defined,
An inspiration to create something beautiful,
A mind.

I search my heart, and I see their eyes...
A light, a smile, a happiness.
I ask of God so many things...
And although time and place await their kairos,
I know he hears across this space.
What is love and what is truth?
What is life eternal?
A thousand years and there is no end,
A continuation, yearning.

Friends are subtle, between this and that.
No enemies besides.
A person is a person, seen, unknown...
As one draws closer, what is there to discover?
A hidden knowledge, a gem, a secret...
A door that opens and closes,
A life existing beside your own,
A will, a hope, a dream.
If I could grant all their wishes,
Harmless, perfect, ready...
A thousand prayers, answered, fulfilled...
A paradise in a thousand worlds.