The Divide

Is it the lines
drawn by the unseen
hand

Is it the lines
traversed by the planets
and stars

Is it the lines
drawn by the social norms
and taboo

Is it the lines
etched upon one’s hands
or feet

Is it the lines
of one’s prejudice
and pride

Lost in this needless
intrigue, one lets life
go by

Never shall most humans
explore the borderless
nature of one’s being

Lines have no meaning
for a being lost in love

Love and Blessings,