Waves of a meditative state
Have my mind a little irate.
I moved to a place I shouldn't be
Viewing an emotion; incessantly.
Stop...stop.
Focus on the nothing.
The space pulling at you from in-between
Only is this connection touching.
Every thought that is not meant to be.
Heal...heal.
Trust the mind; opening.
With waves of an endless sea
Move to the sound of everything.
Fix on the narrow nothing.
~ B
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