mystery

mystery

before me

always

all ways

you do not know

you have no idea

no understanding

it cannot be revealed

unveiled

while you think you know

magical mystery tour

yes!

every moment a surprise!

with a forecast,

casting a spell forward

of the past

of the known

where can creation

freedom

life

be?

with the past thrown on top of it?

oh dear

dear

dear

girl

remember

the Mystery

the Great Mystery

of You

the depths unknown

unseen

where all things are perfectly blessed

perfect wholeness

is not even written about

because

nothing else ever was

conceived

a mystery

from where i stand

looking through fragmenting lenses

how would reality look

if i threw my past to the wind?