It was un-understandable.
But the reason was simple
and complexity, everywhere.
Like the game of the life.
Like the Cantor set.
Like the Mandelbrot set.
Percolation of mind.
Deep mind.
Only for those who felt
the power of love.
The tower of the sky met
the fingers of the sea.
And inside the core
of the blue color,
the taste of red.
The touch of the world
was a secret.