Fine Lines
A fine line leads to The Divine,
It's all part of the design.
The choice in your mind,
Creating what you find,
Where feelings unwind,
Laying it all on the line,
Letting time define,
If it was divine.
Was It aligned,
With a balanced mind?
Why was it designed?
Does it help mankind?
Can you leave it all behind?
To lead the blind,
A way for them to find,
The place inside your mind,
Where they can rewind,
Navigate their line,
Get it balanced and refined,
Leading straight from The Divine,
Bringing them back on line.
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