Nightly Poem #11 : Density

Mystic Skyscraper | 7466 by Droo7

Everything goes through the heart, at least this is the case if the heart is opened to divine guidance in order to reflect a wisdom we can't look at directly.

We explore our destinies in slumber,
in all other densities but one.
On the sides of our lives
higher levels of thought are waiting.
And if not with our mind should we understand
we will surely discover that if lived by the heart
we will surely conquer this land.