In graveyard of an ego mind
little skeletons of old thoughts
attempt to rise.
They dance about
trying to gain a life after death.

They move as zombies
with dead cells
harboring fear, lack, and judgment.

My focus on grave-site
is imperative before
virus of negativity spreads.

Affirmations rock solid cover
with intent to for
evermore put them rest.
as mind realigns with heart.

A place where now flowers grow
warmed with the sun's
vibrations of love.