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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The mind has become a problem, This ghost and goblin, Throughout Love’s land! The mind’s imagination, Took over, Love’s invitation, By a tree of divided information! It’s like, being love, But having a relation, With life and death information! There was a tree of strife, Placed in the midst of love’s life, For purpose of decision, That caused the house of division! But a decision was given, to twiddle dee, For love you see, Is what the mind’s twiddle dee, be! But he must see, By experience, what is best to be, For the sot has forgotten, His beloved soul with his cotton, Love’s seed of the begotten! For, for the mind to be, He must truly see, The love he be! For love already knows, As the mind only blows, What love’s life is yet to learn! For love created the life, That mind turned to strife! With mind being only a part to life, Let no man deceive you with vain words, The old man needs a good purge, Then his life would surge, With a holy urge, to be the love of his life, Not a goblin of strife! We are love, From the inside, What mind tries to hide, On the outside! God the I am is love, From above, The same as I am inside, My, I am is love! But what I be, Sometimes is twiddle dee, Of the mind on the outside, The real me, I try to hid! Like Adam and Eve, With the fig leaves! We must learn to confide, On the inside, By the outside, To be the love that we are, From the inside, Outside! johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com
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