Maria Forster DeJ Poems

The cosmic mind appears to be
an ocean of tranquility
where thoughts, like ripples, long to reach
the undefined and distant beach.
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Imagine how quiet it was in the land,
when communications were written by hand,
and people were reading, or sharing at night
by kerosene lamp, or a candle's soft light.
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Shall I be master of my mind
And life, I must control the kind
Of thoughts I am inviting in.
Here shall apprenticeship begin. Incessantly the thoughts forms flow
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