It’s me you’re looking for

In the space of our cosmos
where borders no longer falters as barbed wire fence
Tear it off, if so with bleeding hands
because in freedom, courage meets passion
flying wind whispers told hidings
which leads hidden paths to a heart’s cry in silence
the echo barrier would faint one second
for the mute answer of time
it gave
the singed hairs on a skin that sweats a cool
arms you searched
we were one for all, in a courage to find us in hidden signs
found in carvings
and in bits on the map you received to follow.