The Traveller-Between-Worlds

there is a realm...
travelling by the speed of energy, no borders, no walls
nothing is hidden, all is felt
traveller between worlds, where does he belong?
...time ceased to tick and began to flow until it washed over him,
a depth of dimension, more real than time itself
the vision crystal clear, deeply involved, touched to the core
traveller between worlds, he´s longing for more

what´s the matter traveller-between-worlds, he asked.
"I just fell from one world into another from a place of perfection, a fall that made my heart burst into pieces."
I see the pieces like small mirrors, he said, I see reflections in them of people and of the other world and of yourself.
"Brokeness is all I see" said the traveller-between-worlds, "brokeness, is all I feel, brokeness must be the name of this world. I hope I can gather up the pieces, soon to be on my journey again."

where have you been, traveller-between-worlds?, he asked, perceiving he must have been on some interesting journey.
"I went to mysterious places of past and of present, to places of most intimate communion and struggle. To the place of a wide-open heart and from there to a heart in battle, a whirl-wind of emotions; fear, anger, desire... but I can´t say more now, as I got to be on my way."