How could I ever put away my
thoughts when they are not mine
to keep?
They appear when I expect nothing
breaking silence of my heart, speaking
to me in it's special kind of way I can
so understand!
Each thought pours out like little
colored sparks leaving me amazed
in my own little space.
Electric thermodynamic sounds excite
adopting one-time release, not to be
caressed just recognized.
Heart warmth crashes deep, it leaps
so high I cannot reach the thoughts
that pour like liquid.
Lustrous sweetness expels light flowing
through with words that sometimes
makes no sense.
Purification slowly captures my soul
with music hypnotizing each thought
each move, I sensually release, like
notes appearing to be magical without
one thought.
The sentimental journey took in-depth
a place warm, exotic, tranquil, no
imagination could create this freshness
collected together with all thought
our master created for us.
(Not in mind could one
create just one thought!)
(We never created
thoughts from the start)
