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Jun 2016
Every second
Every minute
Every hour
Every day
We paint patterns
On the great canvas of our lives

Patterns that direct us along
Familiar avenues

Patterns that lead us
To draw predictable conclusions

Patterns that drive us
Into the same dead ends

Patterns that can make us feel
Helpless
And subject to the forces of destiny

Until
One day
We realise
That we cannot live happily
In this way
That we must change our canvas
And describe a new pattern

Through the re-orientation of our minds
And a revolution of
The beliefs we hold firmly
In the depths of our hearts
Somehow
We decide to change our pattern

A new canvas
Is born
And a brilliant
Work of art
Is created afresh
2nd June 2016
Commuter Poet
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Commuter Poet  UK
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