
Aura glows
Through purple mist
From light afar
That feeds a thought
Sparked by a fire
From nowhere came
To urge
To do…
Basic creation
Within and beyond
Imagination
Aura glows
Through purple mist
From light afar
That feeds a thought
Sparked by a fire
From nowhere came
To urge
To do…
Basic creation
Within and beyond
Imagination
You can stop my talking and my walking.
But you can never know my thoughts. Nor I yours.
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Sometimes, that’s quite a good thing! 😊😏😎
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We would, surely, be robots without our individual thoughts! Hurray for them. Minds seem to be miracles, mine-fields, or something indefinable in between …
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They’re certainly complex, Joy! Always working, too! 🙂
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