Fall Between Poem by Peter S. Quinn

My soul would love to be there
Alone in its peaceful mind
Fall between wisdom everywhere
Leaving structured reality behind
Footsteps of echoing space
Something to construct or find
Outward appearance in all its ways
Inside and outside of mind

Yesterday sometimes like new
Tomorrow that comes in peace
That is in reality completely true
Is what you from inside can see
Going thru its experience hours
Is what you know and can trust
So is it with concreted flowers
That time swallows to its dust

My space is inside acquaintance
Two bladed perceptions across
Declining times rumbling trance
Perfectly fine-tuned from chaos
Going thru building and breaking
Deep from the hollow of its view
Inside your thoughts are taking
Some that becomes part of you