Nature Unbound
The heart speaks from the source of the infinite.
The mind at ease, with no thoughts in sight.
The ego is suspended, robbed of its privilege.
The days are reflections of our clouded insight.
The end is only the beginning, the beginning in flight.
The power within, speaks to nature unbound.
The source thrives in sunshine, holds darkness in vain.
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