What feeds your mind
Frees or enslaves
Pick wisely
Choosing quiet
This morning
Enjoying a
Buttered English muffin
And a medium roast brew
As I stare out
At the grass
Still lush
And green
Not rushing
The seasons
Letting them
Be the compass
Of my
Own self
Soul listen
Heart align
As the guiding force
Known as
The deity
I serve
Comes
To cup my cheeks
With a sweet
Acknowledgment
Of Presence
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