Bora born

Inner space _

Space doidles between thought day dreamers repair

with sentience focused as a comb through hair.

No worries no excuses intrudes within mind

thoughts idle on pillow like flows by design.



Here the inner child frequently goes, to be

pulled back in line by our desires need to know.

Entrapped in belief systems where judgment binds

destructive power fills our heads full of lies.



Let go of those thoughts, let them bury the dead

with a subtle nuance as heart fills the head.

Repattern the flow as they surface in mind

particularly the emotional kind.



Moral cyclic persuasion time stamps the heart

as a correspondence in thought comes to pass.

Transform raw emotions loves true inner find

in space void of doctrine where peace stills the mind.





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© 14th aug 2018 _ Ian James Daniel



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