
Nirvana
9x12 acrylic on canvas
Caught in Maize
Two souls
On two planes
travel through
the beginning
the end
the Tornado waits
it travels too
through twists and turns
on paths in ways
the breach of our reality
the cross of our worlds
It’s more than just what we see
Or Maybe he sees me
Or I see him, or you
But what's seen here
a maze with no dead end
Nirvana…