The palace of souls
Empty
but yet full
We see nothing
But sense everything
So much space to run
Can barely breath in and out
Nothing is visual
But everything is sensible
Bodies roam freely
Thoughts are compressed
A feeling so casual
A feeling like no other
It's so enlightening
yet is an absolute bother
A stage above all
A stage below levels
A place u rise do not fall
A place with angels and devils
Rageing and calm
As soothing as a palm
So easy to comprehend
So easy to wander upon and never to return
Is it a place
It is a thought
Is it existence
Is it extinction
Is it anything at all
Is it anyone at all
Is it all together at once
Is it nothing at all
Is it even an IT
what is to be done
What has been done
Nothing
Everything
Anything