Feb 2, 2020


Gathering thoughts
In your pregnant mind;
Set them free
With your pen Unbind.
The canvas is dirty
Take up the brush;
Reinvent yourself
With colors afresh.
Open your windows
Let the breeze flow;
Purging your temple
Steady and slow.
Only if you listen
Answers you can hear;
Receding echoes
Afar yet so near.
You cannot see
If you open your eyes;
The world is inside
Awaken! Arise!