A Poem The Conscious Vision Define it how ever you wish It is mine and forever will be. It came from deep beneath through allowance of time. A Force That I let in And channeled. The leaf of grass touched, noticing now seconds of timid silence. The beautiful moments I wished were Hours. Now found homes in my conscious. Do you smell how I smell? Do you taste how I taste? I think it may be possible But the wonderful fact is that We will never know And it is this void that binds us all. Can you stream the the thoughts through the filter of mind. A filter that is only yours. Many try, that is true But their filters odor is now Tainted by others. Stream. And find something. Write or say and let go. It will come if you let it. Breathe in a world that binds you And exhale A Vision With courage.
Posted on: Tue, 03 Dec 2013 22:32:55 +0000
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