Where Your Mind Touches The Universe

Where your mind touches the universe,
I reach out to you.
Where tears roll down the mountain,
the dandelions flourish.
And where you, my friend, meet the stranger,
you are recognized.

Not because the blindfold is not noticed,
is there no way home.
Not because you are living in your own shadow,
can you not look outside.

Never will you be found.
Never will you be lost.