Once in a while there is silence.
A place within my being where I sit.
It is a peaceful place of existence,
a place of contemplation.
A waterfall's sound soothes my soul.
A nature song flows.
I bend to the whispering voices.
A sparked flame ignites,
spreading, expanding warmth.
A rhythmic wave enters my soul.
I surrender to its touch.
A mind door opens.
A universe revealed.
Here I inhale its beauty.
I walk with ancient voices.
They embrace me whole.
I want to stay here.
But they urge me to walk.
Express yourself
from the depths of your heart.
Life formed messages
with your drawing art.

... Aktablue
[all things good and honorable]