What happened to the floor
We walked upon?
Invisible now,
We step through the door
Into space.

Walking on thoughts,
perceiving structure,
We leap across
the emptiness
of what once was.

Did you wonder?
I know I did.
What happened to the floor
We walked upon?

Creating Space
for Not-Knowing,
Wonder
for Emptiness,
Feeling
for the Unexpressed,
Took
Infinite Allowance.

From whence
comes a Thought?
In what dimension
Dwells Ideas?
To Whom,
do I leave this Construct,
this Self?

Not-Knowing
Opens
the door
to the multi-dimensional,
the Mystery,
the Life.

Could Death
be Certainty?

"When you harm Nature,
you harm your self,"
said my brother in
the clear cut of a dream-scape.

I looked around.

By loving Nature,
do we love ourselves?

The inter-
connected Oneness
wishes to
awaken.