Poetry

Boundless

Emptiness perplexes
With each inhalation as
I decay from want

Of freedom never
Realized though my
Devotion by distorted

Covenant scarcely
Strayed except in visions
When I took flight

Amid metaphors
Chronicling time and
Space aberrations if

Intently contemplated
Precisely hypothesized that
I am boundless


The mindfulness process creates an environment where all people explore a universal purpose for achieving Peace at every level of Human relationships.


The Irreducible Primary
© Rob Taylor

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