Kanangra

One who has not seen it, felt it, heard it, nor smelt it, does not know its beauty.
The Deep is extremely deep, and when it is presented to your eyes, your soul yearns
to dive out into it.
I enter it's unknown, I feel alive. It's surreal, dream-like reality feels more real than anything else. I feel ruptured, upturned, doubt ripped apart as I revel in unfamiliarity with a serene kind of clarity.
But for the time, thick cloudy mist shrouds the great gorge, like a wall separating minds,
and it is hidden from me as I stand on the face of it alone, exposed.
I am prevented from seeing, from feeling, from knowing.


RTM
21/03/06