Intersecting past and future, ‘is now’!
You need to learn the art of self-discovery
Truly there are many visions of you lurking
Threads waiting to be born
Time dictates the agenda
When a thought leaves the mind
Exposed to reality; it becomes a seed
often times words go missing, sucked into subliminal
Indeed, you discover yourself woven into your fabric
At mediations door
You cannot allow ego to hold you hostage
While berthing new ideas
As this process gains new life, moulding you
Imbedded; the music of the universe we all share
Inspiration bubbles to the surface
Exploitation, is the mother of excitement
