Between Visible And Invisible

Your reality controls my life with something, which binds my fleshly existence and my third eye, despite self and logic. Your sharp-edged ideas scream. Focused only on material things in self-assertion, your love keeps me locked within whatsoever limits. Your emotions and conations are the embodiments of these ideas. Your love is enclosed within them. They inhabit your life. You are the follower of your creed. You need to be freed from your illusion and from your constraints. I can see you between visible and invisible, ceaselessly aspiring to the universal Divinity and trying to reconcile your inner contradictions, saturating your feelings, your intuitive vision and your vibrational essence of thought. I can see your realm of realism that is imprisoned in the identity of your thought. I am the object of your senses and the essence of your beatitude, while you try to keep safe the meaning of the word. Poem by Marieta Maglas