Gnossienne
The unknowable...
Hidden in your beloved’s heart Are secret chambers that will always Stay unknowable to you Gardens filled with thoughts You will never explore Not even in your dreams Sealed doors to restricted rooms Which contain mysteries Never to be revealed Invisible worlds exist With no maps to guide You to its points of entry Flashing kaleidoscopes Of undisclosed dreams Haunt their thoughts Always out of reach A gaping chasm That naught can breach
Rea, this feels like a quiet truth ..the kind that doesn’t scream, but stays.
That no matter how close we come to someone, there will always be a sacred part of them we’re not meant to enter.
And maybe that’s what keeps love alive —the mystery that never ends.🙏🏼
Very true, indeed.