You cannot know
  what is hidden
Unless you look
  in the hidden place
Snug, safe, gone
  are the ideas of
Proof, they are only
  known from within
Like listening for a
  heavenly tongue
It opens a door to
  another place
Not special, not more
  just there, because
Knowledge is always
  expanding, not some
Tome on a shelf, weight
  in the hand
Connection is mystery
  unbound, images