Kshtera

We walk through fields of mind and ego to a place where their is held a temple; a sacred space for us to be together--always. All Ways. You sit behind me, I sit before you--you're to my left, to my right, in front and within. We are upon one another; a face inside a face, a mask for all masks. I see that you have become strong in spite of me and I know their is a sea and more seas--that we are an ocean; we are an ocean of people (mostly free).