Blissful and free of pain
The blankness that penetrates accepting minds
Black roses painted on white canvases
Are cherished
The thorns are drawing blood
Red tear drops streaming from the curious eyes
And yet the hands cease not to reach out
To clutch parchments filled with empty prophesies
Pulse and breath accelerating
As the heart bows down to worship the unformed slabs of clay
Body mind and soul shackled to Ignorance
Majestic idol of unadulterated open mindedness
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