What I crave has depth beyond the core
Vision beyond sight
Love beyond reason
It's sanity driven and precise
Confused on life
But purpose keeps it going
You can't name it
No category has the privilege of making its acquaintance bc it values it's life more than it's neighbor who openly invites other people to speak of him w their selfish titles, senseless thoughts and gaze upon him w forbidden eyes.
The looks he receives could never lay on it. It's vibes don't collide w impurity and doesn't welcome insecurities. Root of any spite will be in hind sight. Wisdom of its creator past on from its ancestors, plan it's routes; for shadowed destinations.
Although it is very sold on isolation the beat of its heart pulses through those in need.
For others it's a saving grace.
To itself, self satisfaction is forever unattainable.
Balance equated yet so subtle
I crave something much deeper than this world can offer.
