Walker between worlds


 

Climbing mountain
Vibrant ups and downs
Collecting wisdom, truth
Stowing them into the backpack
Of the heart

Pathes become familar
Traps and dangers known
Inner worlds visible
Experiences practical

How to share them?
Only those who know
Have eyes to see
And ears to hear

Others ogle with the mind
Cannot hear the truth
Of higher worlds above
But need their time, their way

Seeing is believing
Is knowing practically
Has no race with others
But humbleness and grace

Lonesome are the ways
The walks between the worlds
And those who know the land
Confirm, others not…

DidiArtist, 17.06.2017