The Doors To The Mind… Poem by DEEP DARK SOUL POET

The doors to the refracted mind are by perception alone
Racing car thoughts and sleeping insomnia are over prone
Emotional struts are starting to flare to a weakened state
The world, still controlled by the narcissistic, not to underestimate.

Closed and hidden away for others to see but no one to notice
Peace is hard to capture without the meditation of the lotus
Peacock feathers to avoid any unwanted attraction or desire
Setting more than ones imaginations onto a cessational fire.

As the minds cup overflows with higher levels and dimensions
Seek the wisdoms of solemn solidarity will bring clarity sanctions
But the call finds deafened ears not wanting to go unselfishly
Bringing cause to creating the wrong energy of those affectingly

So carry this thought as you fall into the silence of my simple gift
There will be a charter for the lanes to be cleared without a rift
For it is the only true giving of nothing that you should accept from me
To be there for you and help you to the task of setting yourself free….