with no mind i am able to connect
an open ear is a bucket
that collects

fallen drops
unnoticed thoughts

often not the sorts of things encountered

but in gnosis
there is a message
that we are vessels

mind is an ocean
and thoughts are trestles
collective bridge
universally traversed

there are maps with buried treasure
and songs in code with secret measures
hidden words and unknown pleasures
secrets waiting to be discovered
by those who seek, like desperate lovers