Open to you

Here at last
Expressing everything inside
Stripped bare
For all to see
On flat white rectangles
Without borders
Now hanging on walls
I stand before you
With everything to gain
And nothing to lose, but me
And I'm almost gone, you'll see
Just footprints on the walls
Of a time, not then
But in your own eyes
With your own sense of you
Once born
Memories rush in
To explain everything here
That can't be told
Never repeated
Yet still before you, in colors
Ever changing, but remain fixed
In the words that appear
To make sense of something
That really is nothing
Except in your eyes
Here at last
Open to you
An exhibition
Of infinite consciousness