Knowing

The time flows in and out of these empty spaces,

like a weaving of a sorrowful dream into the black sheets that cover this world.

Blank empty faces watching over everything.

Nothing is what they say, Seems like darkness.

Swallowed by this void of knowing this Reality,

Duality shadowed by human kind.

Void by the hated greed.

No colors painted on these paintings of man.

Blanketed by the creeds of sorrowful eyes. 

Tears welled up inside of this vendetta.

Dotted out.

Twisted up inside this core.

Knowing the meaning.

Find love, Know love, Feel love.

Peace without Creed.

Love without Hate.

Find what makes your heart tick.

Never let go, Find your peace.