When I don’t want to write
I must rise beyond my height.
On my inner fight
I need to shed some light.
I can’t settle, I long for action.
Professional satisfaction.
Personal interaction.
The law of attraction.
I completely understand
Life don’t go as planned.
Time’s illusion is grand.
Consciousness needs to expand.
Concentrate, to drift.
In a second, things shift.
Being present, is a gift.
Entire life, plays in a swift.
Time is the void where we manifest.
This is how to explain it best.
Time is actually a mere guest.
It puts us through a tricky test.
You know, my rhymes
Present new paradigms.
I’ve thought this many times
As I’m sorting dimes.
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