Introspection
Into myself I do travel, when I close my eyes and listen to the beats of my heart
Never fear, whisper I to myself, never fear the depth of the unknown
The being of Man does be a mystery, answers are there, in ourselves
Reading our soul, listening to our inner consciousness shall take us there
Or talking to our soul, shall take us to where the Maker does be
Sitting, watching us, expecting from us, even hoping for love from us
Pray, our soul does be a wonder, none do know of what it does look like
Earth and its being itself does be a puzzle, a puzzle I shall unravel...
Call I to myself, call I to the nothingness in my mind
To grant me a hint, a vision of what cannot be discerned by the waking state
Instrospective meditation, the time I do feel like I am living, when all of my
Organs do relax and when open does be soul, open to receive truth
Naked soul, untainted by the many pleasures offered by this false world!
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