What's in a true life..?
Behind the crumbling walls..Of dream and infant illusion..
Action without movement..Desire without heart..
It is over and done.. To crave for touchless objects.. And fathom without eyes..
The fall of all things personal.. That no one sees..

"To see a world in a grain of sand, and a heaven in a wild flower,
hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour. ."