Conscious Intent Of The Mind - Poem by Edwina Reizer
We all create with our mind
and so it is we find
so much diversity that challenges our days.
We create the freedom and the uneasiness
of movement in our own maze.
Some come in with humble beginnings
and never create any beauty.
Some come in with silver spoons
and believe it is not their duty
to contribute the seeds of kindness
and therefore their creations
become lost in a maze of blindness.
Some come in with a world of pain
and see right through it, don't let it remain.
For they've found the secret for happiness.
They revel in the sun and in the rain.
The secret is to never think of the future
and focus on the now.
And then the pain can be dealt with
as we uncreate it somehow.
So as humans we must learn to create
the thing that makes us content.
We must work at it every day
and make it our conscious intent.
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