Looking inside the back of my mind
Finding all sorts of a different kind
Rooms filled with thoughts and delicate finds
Feeling ready to open treats that will find the readers walking the streets.
Doorways to feelings and thoughts
Paths to smiles and genocide
Follow the bridge to a distant room
Packed with interesting fruits of the divine.
The blackness moves
As thoughts continue to make grooves
In an awaiting room filled with rules
Films and images designed to make you choose.
Bending and extracting time
With infinite pockets filled with dimes
Where will I see you on this never-ending climb?
Maybe holding hands, inside of an empty wind chime
Designed by children who sit on the breeze
While peering in
Trying to educate their awaiting blind spot of societies new grime.
The frequency of all who exist
Finds a place to peruse its algorithm
Twisting choice with fate
A reminder of the mist surrounding this gate
Of the all knowing who enjoy and commemorate.
Amazing, what hides in the rooms of a meditative state.
Main Photo by Jehudi Crezee