Thoughts like vines growing together intertwine
support each other feed from the images, sounds and bodily emotion.
Cover up the vision, cover up the truth.
Their stems connected and you cannot see the end of them.
You do not need to find the end of them.
You do not need to seek a way to destroy the vine.
Just watch it flow gracefully as you stay in the silence of your being.
Being the almighty graceful Good king that spreads mercy and compassion. Listens and helps all that seek for help.
Sits in his throne above all, sees all but at the same time being with all in his heart. His big infinite heart that has infinite goodness allows to hear all and to let all in, no matter the case.