Universe's Mind

February 6, 2020

Lids shut, eyes open

Wide, but why

Can I see what should

But isn’t?

This mind is mine as

I claim it

But am I really

So foolish?

No mind is quite mine

Taking in

So I won’t stay blind

In chaos

Of my creation

Released from

The universe’s mind

Held within

My hollow basin

Its soft hums

Inspiring me to

Form my own

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