A Tale of Thoughts
A man sat down and wrote a mystery.
A strory in which the ending only he would see.
Sat down to think of all the reasons he was troubled.
He pondered apon why his success recently doubled.
Reversing every memory he had to what it should have been.
Realizing that possibly every result produces the same end.
He saw we all control our end with each waking choice.
We must realize what's within is not just a voice.
A place of stillness that we can learn to use.
Then what your eyes perceive will never confuse.
The man sat down and wrote a story with a mysterious plot.
He was attempting to teach the power of thought.
Copyright © Terrence Cyphers | Year Posted 2016
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