Within I begin. To understand. What is the pretense of imagination. In my contemplation I find simple peace and elation. And the concept of a magi nation. It is within self reflection. Divine Introspection that we can allow our selves to flow. To receive source creator. And allow divine essence. Through self embodiment to align within the complex structures of our lives.
To bind with reality. This fallacy. Of open illusion. Within the scope of mental reality. Perceive what is within. To be beyond what is scene in the mind and with language alone. To have a heart of gold. Not a heart of stone. To be a lover of the world within your depth. To harness the power within your soul. With every breath. To see that love makes you grow. And never rest. You reap as you sow none the less.
NAMASTE <3
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem