marks on paper truth lies.
A breath sometimes un-lodges them.
A glance into void catapults.

In-between shards of white
a crystal waterfall in imagination
tickles senses for possibilities to emerge.

Step one,
recognize gift of moment that opens vault.
Step two,
allow self to surrender to moment without fear.
Step three,
hug self in mind as marks unseen
by naked eye vibrate into visions
of a third eye’s menagerie.

In-between the silence journey
to unwrap truth begins.