of perception and purpose
See no light when it is bright,
Hear white sound in silent night,
This the norm which is rife,
Living as such is such a plight.
Mind of mines of no rhymes or reasons,
Clear the clout and flow with seasons,
Inviting hope thus freeing from grievance,
Take sweet time the essence of patience.
Pray for presence any form or matter,
Content with joy, bliss and laughter,
Comparing not who lesser or greater,
Seeking such the heart irks heavier.
Last of love and all its wisdom,
Love of people and all its creation,
Bringing life, dreams and aspirations,
The enabler shall find true freedom.
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