In
my soul
There is a temple, a shrine, a garden
where my religion is love
nature, freedom, peace
Where time
Does not have a body
And the future is not
A question of economy, survival, friendship
But where all dissolves
In divinity and connectedness
where ecstasy gets poured into itself
spreading across the galaxies
like a spiritual luminosity
In
my soul
There is a voice, a whisper, a melody
where all art retreats in deeper revelry
and hope
Does not require a family, nation, empire
But can include everything, everyone, all beings.
Wuji Seshat
Wuji Seshat 
All are very good; this is one of the best. Thank you.
I’m glad it resonated with you, perhaps I have to write more simply.
Those last two lines…
My entire being is devoted wholly to destroying borders; let love be love, no matter who it’s from, let people be people no matter where they come from, and happiness be fluid without obstruction. This is… there are no words, just feelings and warmth.
wow that’s a good summary! Allestyr