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Mar 9
As the world
goes insane,
I look within.
Maelstrom
surrounds,
I look within.
Turn off the
noise,
quiet the sound,
settle
the mind.
Quiet vistas
abound,
within.
Whole worlds
await.
Turn off the
noise, settle
the soul,
within.
Infinity
awaits
reflection
exploration.
Outside
spinning,
overwhelming,
yet quiet
within.
Moving serenely
one place to
the next.
Visions,
infinite visions
to reflect.
Away from
the din,
preferable place.
Away from
the racket
Iā€™d rather be.
So much
to wonder,
so much to see.
Calmer reflection
of all that
could be.
John Prophet
Written by
John Prophet
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