THE THOUGHT

Pure silence, is there such a thing existing?
This thought slides to the point within my hand.
Is it my mind Im risking,
to this thought I cant land?
Reaching the edge, seeing fantasy looking at me?
Can I let this thought proceed more,
to find what is in store,
and let this thought of the soul fly free.
In the vast place of forever, where all is possible.
There is a small place of never, if the mind can conceive.
Then lets pull the lever, crossover and see.
Now you receive the power, and have the key.
It is all not the same on the road of gain,
this is the simple process to see.
Now travel time, and space,
and leave this thought without a trace.
See yourself again at ten,
and remember this peaceful place.
Remember the good, and forget the bad,
accept the thought, and reframe from sad.
We must think of it too, that it can only be you,
the thought which remains so true,
to use your mind, and remember the lad.
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