The Essence Of You

[sanctuary]

Life flows through you

It does not fester

Or get caught up

In an illusional vector

Life is a feeling

An experience created

And thoughts are the fruit

Of that life we are making

Who would we be without mind and intention,

For to think is to live, without which there's no question

So who are we really, when we speak to mankind

But a reflection of thought whether bad or benign

No man is an island we all need others help

To feel life by itself is a life unfelt

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