a poem


I was sent this poem after my last blog post, and I love it.

Beyond the walls, beyond the barriers and obstacles that surround so many. there, where sometimes blooming flowers of hidden beauty rain down like clear sparks over the landscape of the soul. lonely beauty often unseen and never loved… when the human eye could look beyond these walls, beyond the faces and the judgments, this world would be beyond pain.
-Erik Koen Van Glabbeek