Raining Sunday
It can seem a stormy cold world
We try to find the fire to burn away the chill
Alone or with others, the heat seems near to grasp
Or maybe it is the unknown that will brighten the dark
The searching and wanting makes slaves of our minds
Step back, find that bit of calm, and go
Let the mind find the peace and power
The pleasures will be yours when you return
posted by Rex Venom at 8:56 AM
5 Comments:
Lovely interplay of words and pics. Love it!
Peace and power to you too brother....
Keep doing awesome things!
N
Sometimes I'd like to escape too.
I'd be 'a slave to your mind' in a second ;) x
Man o Man. I feel a combination of things. One, I feel very tickled with the nice thoughts. Two, I wish I was able to spend more time Blogging and Wandering, as I used to.
I also want to see how much I would enjoy a Slave to My Mind...heehee
Rock on!
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