I'm shimmering reflection on liquid glass,
Looking deep into its own eyes.
My substance softens into
Abstract understanding
And it couldnt be any other way.
Just when you thought you could explain it, you realize just how limited language is.
Comprehending more than could ever be truly explained
We put our faith in parallel's made through parables, hoping another mind could see in between the lines
To the less defined image of what reality could be
If it wasn't just instinct.